We planted this bed on Jasper's final resting place. We thought the "Jappernese" maple was a nice touch, not only for it's name, but because it's short, scrappy, and red, just like Jasper was. She would have loved posing in among these flowers, no doubt. Alas, poor Chubby.
The stray who showed up last spring and decided to stay is doing well. I named him Simon, but his whole name, at this point, is Simon Snowshoe Ohyeah Fatboy. Also known as Mr. Fuzzy, he is a welcome addition to our declining numbers (ahahahaha! Sorry, I couldn't help it).
Jezebel and Mrs. Puff share a little girl talk on the back fence, because who doesn't love the smell of compost in the morning?
I think this beauty is a Mr. Lincoln. Contrary to the old 70s song, my honey DID promise me a rose garden. It's just a lot harder to deliver when full sun is at a premium in your yard.
I'm working on something right now - I don't know how well you'll like it. My head is already 600 miles away from my body, what with our annual pilgrimage to Pennsylvania coming up, and I thought it might be fun to take advantage of that fixation, combine it with my obsession for historical data and use it to write something fantastical.Yeeeaahhh, I know - I'm having a hard time picturing that description on the back of a paperback too. But who knows - "could be lunch meat, could be peaches" - Look Who's Talking
11 comments:
Wow. We really are on the same wavelength today! Gorgeous roses! I can't imagine a single spot in my garden that a rose would survive.
Seeing your beautiful roses makes me anxious for mine to bloom. Will be a while still...
Gardening feeds my soul too. Your yard looks beautiful and the cats appear content. Nice.
Those cats? Look to having WAY too much fun doing not much at all. Super cool pics, my friend . . .
What a lovely furry tribe!
I've been moving my rose all around the yard trying to find a happy, sunny spot. I have a few blooms just coming open. The spring has been so cool and dreary I'm happy to have any.
You lost me with the lunch meat/ peaches thing.
I could use some help in my new yard, love. You apparently have an amazing green thumb!
I'm betting on peaches.
I just surfed on over here from somewhere else ( I can't even remember where) and was struck by the fact that I think we must be related. You sound like a younger version of me.
Now, when you say you read Ursula k. Le Guin are you referring to her fantasy novels or her hard SF or both?
Ok, I must sound like the ubergeek of all time but I assure you I am relatively harmless.
Anyhow, very much enjoyed perusing your blog.
I wanna smooch the kitties!!
You know what I was thinking about today? Gettysburg. Never been there and as a Civil War buff I really need to. Next trip back to the States.
I know it doesn't really apply, but you send Pennsylvania - I thought Gettysburg.
That boy (AFM) has way too much time on his hands.....
But, to the cats at hand...what a handsome group. Why is Simon, the least snow like looking cat I've seen, named 'Snowshoe'? Although I do like the 'Ohyeah Fatboy' part :-D
Looking at your 'back fence' I am slightly envious of your greenery. You look like you're near some woods?
Pretty flowers and kitties. And good luck on the writing. Sounds interesting.
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