leatherman's log  
November November 2011
Week One |   Week Two |   Week Three |   Week Four

Week One:
It's Not Spring But I've Been Planting
Boy, how my dragon palm sure has loved the SC weather!! It's now about 4 ft tall with 4 huge stalks (including one that got clipped and regrew). It's a monster of a plant that I can drag inside for the winter now. LOL It's been inside about a week and a half now and starting to drop leaves; but that's what it does every year that I've brought it in.

I'm still amazed that I kept a plant alive this long! I can't believe this used to be about 5 inches tall in a basket  arrangement of plants I received back when Randy died.
Before Winter sets in though, I've been doing some planting around my backyard. Bill has a border planter all around the courtyard at his house, and it's filled with various types of sedum and thyme. He trimmed his up and gave me bags and bags of it to plant. So I've filled the small area off the back porch where my fountain is. Now I won't have to worry about moving this tiny spot and it won't just be a mud pit either. There's enough time, and warm weather, that this stuff ought to get a firm foothold. It should look really nice and green this coming Spring.
 
There were 5 or 6 types of thyme and sedum, so I planted it in all sorts of clumps to mix-n-match the colors up when it comes back to life in the spring time.
The boyz watching me while I work.
   
I've been doing a bunch of digging just up in the treeline. Along with the planter stuff, Bill gave me several crepe myrtles - two whites and two reds. The reds are absolutely gorgeous and I can wait to see them grow and bloom.
the red one the white one
Yes, these are hard to see because they're only about a foot and a half tall and don't have many leaves standing out against the brown leaves on the ground. If you look at the dirt though, you'll see the red and white tags and be able to spot the "bushes" better.

Week Two:
Renaissance Festival
Though it's easy to keep up with friends through Facebook these days, it's good to see your friends in person sometimes too. I haven't seen Phil in quite a while (not since this time last year!) but we had an excellent reason to get together again - The Ren Fest!
   
The Festival is a pretty amazing thing - walking around a medieval village surrounded by woods dressed in Fall colors. So many people, both workers and visitors are dressed in period garb eating roasted turkey legs, playing reed flutes, and shouting "Huzzah!"
As usual, the Tortoga Twins (well, triplets actually) performed some side-splitting skits on the Fairhaven stage.
 
Very cute and magical but not the kind of 'fairy' that I'm used to
The Story Teller is pretty funny too! Transposing beginning letters of many words, simple nursery tales take on a whole new meaning - usually a dirty meaning. ROFL
   
Part of the village across from the jousting field
Leatherman and Phil enjoying a great day at the Festival.
Huzzah!

Leatherman - Producer and  Videographer
(with some help from Bill!)
World AIDS Day is just around the corner, and once again Catawba Care is sponsoring a video competition for the colleges like they did last year. To get into the swing of things, and to create some examples to show, Bill and I put together a series of videos.
A while back, Bill made me some letters  (H, I, and V), so as prop-manager (and creator!) it was Bill's job to set up the letters for me to take pictures of. Although it doesn't sound like too demanding of a job, it was a pain in the butt. It was a very chilly day, the ground was wet, the ground was not level, and there was a pretty gusty breeze blowing.
We set up the letters all throughout Bill's property and took pictures.
Bill, my unfailing assistant, righted every fallen over letter, so that I could take the pictures.
Want to see the series of 28 short videos that I produced with these pictures?
Check out the Catawba Care Youtube Channel and the "Did You Know?" playlist.

Week Three:
Some Pictures of Me!
Doh! After taking these pictures I realized I had 2 pairs of glasses on my head.
multiplicity!

Fall Around the Yard
The dogwood in the backyard is beautiful
in all it's red foilage.
Looking up, many of the trees seem to me
to be golden rain falling down.
   
Beautiful reds and yellows abound in the front yard
The pear tree has lost some leaves but hasn't changed color yet. This Winter I'll need to get up into the tree and chop some of it as it has grown way too tall.
Underneath the pear tree, my zinnias are still blooming to beat the band!

Week Four:
WAD
World AIDS Day (Dec 1st) is nearly upon and I've been busy working and reflecting.
I've been busy working on putting together all the program for Catawba Care's World AIDS Day Event. This year we are holding our second annual Video Competition. We asked and received from the local colleges student-produced Public Service Announcement styled videos about HIV. We plan to show these, award prizes (cash prizes) , play commercially produced HIV videos, and talk to the audience about HIV prevention and education.

For last year's event I had created several videos to play behind certain portions of the program. This year I have created even more video elements - enough to play behind every portion of the show, including a half hour opening video (to play while the crowd is being seated). I mean it IS a video-related event so we might as well take advantage of the screen and facilities and use them to their fullest extent.
I've also been busy reflecting about Randy and Jim. For many years WAD was a time of deep sorrow for me and many others as it was a time we used to remember the dead. Although I am excited after so many years to see WAD morphing into an event at which we can have some fun and put out our message of prevention, I still spent part of this time reflecting on the AIDS epidemic and how many people it took from my life. Not only are my two guys gone; but so many of my friends. A whole generation of gay men were wiped out by this plague. Although I still have plenty of friends today, and have made some new friends who also survived like I did, there are so many times I would like to talk about the "old days" and things we did - but none of those friends are alive to reminisce with me.

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