his is little Black and White cat. Have no idea of his name. He lives down the block, an outdoor cat in all weather. Kind of wonder if his people look after him at all. But he's been brushed lately, is very sweet and gets treats from everyone around here. Happy cat. Follows me around garden, flopping, whenever he gets the chance.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Sunday, August 7, 2011
A flock of sheep, without a shepherd. Fat and happy . It must be this new way of gardening....let the sheep eat the grass, and therefore no mowing. Not a bad idea. I could do with a sheep or two. But then they might eat the roses.
And YES, Fall has arrived, in just a few subtle places. Leave turning colour before your very eyes. Means the fishermen will be out in Sept to do some fly fishing in the river. The salmon will be running by then.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
This is the front rose bed. I plant as many sweet peas as possible and let them go wild. Worth it. I get tons and tons.