The chasing is less hissy, the tree sharing less fraught. Moby lounged on the sofa last evening, as we nestled in to listen to "Clouds of Witness", Eleanor snuck inbetween D and I. Bilateral sleeping cats, really can't ask for more.
Warm today, unmitigated warm. Got out and dug a bit, pulled up more of the damngreenplasticnetting, rearranged the rocks, left the mulch. Off to get seeds on Wednesday. May plant some potatoes as well. Dirt under the fingernails, remembering why I love the garden. Veronica greening up the back, wild parsley reappearing in front. Even cleaned the front windows today, and it's all beautiful.
As I write this, both cats have come up and settled on opposite ends of the sofa, beside me.
Soon, off to clear the back room, to make space for the new bedframe, one without a symphony of squeaks.
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It is getting colder through this week going from -8C yesterday, to -9C today, -10C tomorrow, then -11C then -15C. Meanwhile our 'normal' temperature is rising from -4C to -3C this week. Our ground is still snow covered and frozen, so no digging for me yet.
Dirt under the fingernails - such a good feeling, even though we prefer to call it 'earth' here!
RR,
Yes, I see the linguistic shading, but I like the word, and the local connotation of dirt=soil=earth. As opposed to dirt=shit=filth.
That all sounds good. Lovely cat pictures.
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