CORDELIA's DAY

 It was a day to sit in the Siberian Blugloss. It was a day to watch. Cordelia did it very well.

 She saw the Indoor Three. They saw her.They wondered what she was. So beautiful in her floating white fur.

 She sat wth  the ferns and hostas, wondering what she should do next. Very difficult decision for a little cat.

 She saw Spencer doing his best peeping Tom impersonation. Spencer was SUCH a boy, Cordelia thought.

 She saw the door to the greenhouse was open.  She left her cozy little green nest, to investigate.

 Greenhouse was full of flowers. Too full for Cordelia to squash herself in. So she sat on the edge. She didn't like sitting on the edge. She like toodling around the greenhouse. The flowers made her sneeze.....What should she do next......

 Back to the hill. Back to the silent Moai. Back to the ferns, bleeding hearts and shady plum tree.

 She watched Smokey sit on his toilet. He always sat there. She would NEVER sit there.

 She felt all warm and fuzzy in the garden. With the blugloss, the ferns, the hostas, the bleeding hearts and the bugs. She could still see things down below. Her domain.

 And she saw Penguin. Sitting on the porch. For treats. She wouldn't mind some treats. So she left her cozy green nest,once again, and went down to see.

 Penguin was long gone. So were the treats. But she saw Spencer. It was the end of the day.

 Spencer was heading for home. Along the cat trail, worn by  his paws. Worn by Smokey's paws. Many times they had used this trail. And it showed.The way home.

 It had been a good day. Cordelia washed her paws and watched Spencer. Ambling along his trail. All the way home. A good place to be.

And soon after, Cordelia leapt up onto the compost bin at the back of the fence. Her home right behind. Her world complete. Her day done.

White Cat in the Sunset

 Tonight the air was warm, yet cool, with the promise of chill at night. White Cat sat on the fence basking in the breeze. She lives behind us on the hill, but spends a great deal of her outdoor time, lounging about in my garden, sitting on the fence.I talk sweet talk to her, tousle her thick fur and she purrs and fluffs.

 Tonight the sunset was longer, the wind a little cool. The afternoon had been so nice I think White Cat was hoping it would last even longer.

 Come this weekend, she will get her wish.....clocks go ahead. Yay! It means White Cat  will be down here chasing birds  even more than usual.

Sunset at last. I leave White Cat to her designs....she has things to sniff, last minute birds to chase, and some sort of invisible music to listen to.

New Things

 Finally.......some blue sky....at last. Time to bounce up and down like the Energizer bunny! Boing! Boing! Boing! Haven't seen sky like this for eons.....and White Cat came calling again. She is bigger now....her tail is longer, and she is much poofier.

                                   She likes to sit on the fence and watch the birds and the sky.

                       The Lady's Mantle has started up again.....just in the past few days.

 White Cat watched while I crawled around in the dirt trying to find new things. She rowled at me happily. She looked like a cloud sitting on the fence.

 Preen, Preen....we should all do this at least once....She matches the clouds in the sky. It was actually mild and warm today......for once. Boing! Boing!Boing!

                                          Lungwort is pushing itself out through the ground.

                                                              White cat purred.........

 Valley Fire Pirarrea ( not sure if that is spelt correctly)......making a show at last.

                                                     Hydrangeas starting as well.

                                             Many clouds .....white cat approves.

                                                             Viola

Clematis throws out shoots. Wow, must be spring.