cat's away

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.