Our cat, Isie boy, is not really away. In fact, he never leaves the sheep shed these days. But oh, when a certain someone takes off for work, this mouse gets ideas!
The day has a very typical beginning to it. A breakfast early enough for Ed to take off for "his" "office."
Away he goes, determined to use his ancient Honda, even if it means he has to carry a package in what seems to me a very awkward position.
Alright. All's quiet. As I take a walk through the farmette, assessing my flower fields, I am, as always, in awe of my pretty ladies -- the day lilies. To me, in the heat of summer, they always stand out.
So, wouldn't it be nice to cut back, just a little, the tiger (aka ditch) lilies that dominate the bed in front of the farmhouse? And replace them with some more day lilies? Ed would protest, but Ed is off off and away.
I take out the shovel and get to work.
A few splinters and blisters later, I stop. To be continued tomorrow!
It's the afternoon and I'm due at Snowdrop's home. Oh, she is delightful, of course.
We play.
We walk.
Necessity causes me to change her clothes. We play some more. And oh, does that girl know how to laugh hard!
Eating? Well, pears do not fare so well, but playing with the spoon is a real hit!
And now it's evening and I'm home. Farmette home, where the lilies prosper and my plans to expand their reach cause me to smile and smile.
The day has a very typical beginning to it. A breakfast early enough for Ed to take off for "his" "office."
Away he goes, determined to use his ancient Honda, even if it means he has to carry a package in what seems to me a very awkward position.
Alright. All's quiet. As I take a walk through the farmette, assessing my flower fields, I am, as always, in awe of my pretty ladies -- the day lilies. To me, in the heat of summer, they always stand out.
So, wouldn't it be nice to cut back, just a little, the tiger (aka ditch) lilies that dominate the bed in front of the farmhouse? And replace them with some more day lilies? Ed would protest, but Ed is off off and away.
I take out the shovel and get to work.
A few splinters and blisters later, I stop. To be continued tomorrow!
It's the afternoon and I'm due at Snowdrop's home. Oh, she is delightful, of course.
We play.
We walk.
Necessity causes me to change her clothes. We play some more. And oh, does that girl know how to laugh hard!
Eating? Well, pears do not fare so well, but playing with the spoon is a real hit!
And now it's evening and I'm home. Farmette home, where the lilies prosper and my plans to expand their reach cause me to smile and smile.
Ed on the motorcycle looks like a teenage boy who is teasing his little brother by riding the young one's tricycle.
ReplyDeleteI want a ditch full of tiger lilies but haven't had the best luck actually finding some to plant! So for now, I have a ditch full of cat tails. Have a great Tuesday!
ReplyDeleteEd is so big, his motorbike looks so tiny. Not for Ed the male need for showing off a bigger machine. :)
ReplyDeleteIn our family the men are so cool they don't need to drive enormous vehicles.
That's my opinion.
I envy your daylilies, the lovely ladies, because mine are all over with for the summer. All gone except for the little Stella D'Oros, beloved of commercial landscape designers because they go and go and go. I still have coneflowers, milkweed for the monarchs, tall anise hyssop which the bees adore, and that's about it. Today I watched a feisty little hummingbird chase off the competition for the blue trumpet bean flowers.
The garden clock helps me start to get in the mood for back-to-school. But I'm not there yet!