Video Clips from Tuesday's Stroll

 

Taking a Walk

Park signage in the neighboring town claims several were established in or around 1846! About ten years ago the city began expanding and/or interconnecting these plots. Yesterday I explored a meadow with mown walkways off a recent paved path addition. However tame, the space provided me a little suburban paradise.

Clarification

I apologize for the confusion over my “Ditto” post, which could have been avoided had I highlighted what caught my attention. It’s the dates on these otherwise identical calendar pages.

I imagine Blue has long grown from kittenhood and
can only hope both kitties are still thriving...

If I saved every page-a-day cat calendar photo my house would be adrift in them. lol I couldn’t toss this one back in April of 2017, their coat colors’ contrast so stunning. Its 2023 duplication surprised me.

Do you think their person resubmitted the image? And are paper calendars still used in your home?

My Garden

Seeing Strayer’s awesome flower photos inspired me to share some. These were taken over several days.

Rattlesnake sculpture 'guarding' my zinnias...

I forget the name of this perennial,
which is funny since I bragged
about my plant naming
ability to Liz

A 'volunteer' tomato from last year's planting...

The former is appreciated since some critter raided my crop...

My Thai basil is blooming...

Monarch butterflies are back!

Hummingbirds riding my wind spinner cracks me up.

Why do garden raiders always leave behind half-eaten fruit? On a technical annoyance, can anyone tell me why nothing I try keeps my caption fonts consistent?

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Ditto...

How weird is this?

My Latest Stupidity & Marital Lie by Omission

Yesterday I got the idea to put Dandelion in Terra’s unused kitty harness and go walking. All went well until we rounded a curve where I’d seen neighbors interacting with her before she moved in. I’d actually thought those folks might enjoy seeing her should any be outside.

Dani had other plans. She slipped out of that harness and headed for the wooded creek-bed. I panicked. My husband and I agree joke (?) that the single divorceable offence is losing a pet cat.

I heard her meowing and spotted glimpses of her white figure in the shade. It’s almost as if she wanted me to follow. There was no way. The steep incline full of rocks and wire fencing would have been my downfall.

So I raced home fast as possible and returned in like manner bearing a box of treats. No luck. She seemed determined to explore her old stalking grounds.

I took off again for home, this time grabbing a can of her favorite stinky food and driving back with her carrier in the front seat. She went for the opened food. I scooped her up and held on tight transporting her.

Returning for the food so as not to attract unwanted critters to my neighborly friend’s backyard, I knelt down for a brief prayer. Corny as that may be, and whatever your beliefs in a creator, it felt right because I was soooo grateful. We won’t be going on such an adventure again.

My husband thinks I was just outside on my own. I’m so glad he neither noticed why I returned sweaty and breathless nor the items fetched between my forays.

Since Terra also escaped one time despite what I considered a proper fit, why didn’t I learn from that mistake? And though my husband would surely forgive me, am I right in not sharing this little adventure?

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One Comfy Kitty

Bought for Tilly, a small pet heating pad arrived the very day after she passed away in 2019. ~sigh~ At least our aging Jezebel enjoyed the extra warmth until her April demise. Hearty heavy, I unplugged the unit since Terra and Polly weren’t interested.

Ah, this is the life...

As you have no doubt guessed, Dandelion now appreciates the warmth. I’m glad for her. On a silly note, my husband assumed her male because she’s so long legged.

Can you tell she has extra long toes? Do you think she looks seven or eight years old as the neighbors claim?

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A Fowl Day?

I saw what I guess to be Canada goose feathers drifting outside a home improvement store today. No other shoppers seemed to notice.

This drift, trapped along the curb...

I hope no bird got hit by a car. There was no sign of an injured animal.

Is this something that would draw your attention? Do you think the store workers perhaps cleaned out an abandoned nest?

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