Category Archives: balcony stories

of birds and supernatural matters

I just caught three birds on my balcony stealing the coconut husk that we have lining some flower baskets. My cat scared them away, but they came right back. I’m cool with sharing so long as they don’t make a mess. I rather enjoy having the birds on our balcony. I think they are Western Scrub Jays.

 But this post isn’t really meant to be about birds.

Last night, I had a couple of dreams that were disturbing. They are part of a new series of dreams I have been having where I feel a presence–or more than one presence–and I’m scared. Last night, a medium was involved and was trying to help me figure out who the presences were with no success. He ended up telling me he would pray for me, and this didn’t comfort me much. I found myself surrounding myself in circles of sea salt, lighting candles and sage, and generally trying to protect myself and the baby.

In most cases in these dreams, I don’t necessarily feel like I’m in danger. I simply feel as though some unknown entity is nearby, almost like a stranger is lurking around and watching me. When I wake up from these dreams, that feeling doesn’t go away. I feel like there are entities here, and I don’t know who they are.

I should back up a little. I am a skeptic, but I do believe that individuals from the spirit world come around from time to time. I saw too much evidence of this after J’s parents passed–throughout my whole life really. But I don’t know what this particular thing is. Our apartment isn’t haunted. I definitely don’t feel that is the case. It feels oddly spiritually clean, in fact. I just don’t know.

Sometimes the energies feel curious or like they’re observing, but most often, I’m scared of them. J suggests I ask them who they are, but in the midst of these dreams, I’m never lucid enough to do so. I am inclined to want them to stop., but I have this funny feeling that they are only going to get worse.

I’m sure this all sounds a little crazy to some degree, but now J tells me she has seen the cats staring at what appear to be blank walls, acting as though another person is in the room. What am I supposed to do with that?


Filed under balcony stories, dreams

old men

Not much is happening over here at Reproducing Genius. I’m still taking photos off of the back balcony. The latest are of our old man. Yes, we have an old man. He lives in the building next to ours. He’s cranky and mean. He hates most people under 40. Our old man likes to sit on his back porch in the morning, facing our apartment and the sun. Every morning that the sun is out, he is there, sitting. He sits there for hours. He does nothing but sit and soak up the sun and sleep. Here he is through the slats on our balcony: 


This old man often sleeps on his deck during his hours of sun. There have been many days when we have been concerned that he died because he is so still. On these days, we may or may not make large noises on our balcony to wake him.

Our other old man–our cat Pierre–loves to hang out on this man’s porch. It’s as though he knows they have something in common.

Because we have been home so much lately, our cats are a source of both entertainment and frustration. We have mentioned before that in our old home, all of the cats gladly went outside regularly. They loved their yard and their garden. Here, only Pierre–our ten-year-old boy cat–will go out regularly. He does love it. He catches lizards, hangs out on the old man’s porch, makes his rounds at the pool, and greets tenants as they come home. Everyone knows Pierre here. Oftentimes, when we meet a new person at our apartment complex, he or she will know Pierre or that we’re Pierre’s moms. We often hear people getting out of their cars or taking out the trash say, “Hi Pierre!” He’s very popular.

Lately, he has taken to sitting on the railing outside of our kitchen window when he wants in. This is two stories up, so it makes me a little nervous, but it’s funny:


His face still makes me melt after all these years.

In the interest of entertaining us all, I challenge you to caption the photo below. I will post the winner(s) tomorrow.

Stay tuned for more crazy cat lady posts.


Filed under balcony stories, cats