Evi on the hunt for a bee! Luckily for it and for her, she didn't catch it.
Note the harness. She's an inside cat who has learned to love her harness because it means she can go outside.
Note the harness. She's an inside cat who has learned to love her harness because it means she can go outside.
What she saw:
I see I haven't posted for a while. Been busy with a number of things, including getting this cat to behave! Actually she's a sweetheart and has been relatively easy to convince that she should follow the house rules. True, she's awake when the sun rises, but then so am I usually. And she always purrs when she comes to sit on my chest and inquire about what the day will be like.
One of the reasons we got a cat was to try to avoid furture invasions by mice. I think this video suggests that she should be more than a match for a mouse who might try to insinuate its way into our menage.
We shall see...
Spring is always full of surprises, many of which smell wonderfully sweet, as these roses do.
Was in Westmount Library (Quebec) last week and saw this wonderful Lego version of the library which is celebrating its 125th anniversary. Lovely place, serving readers and inspiring people for a very long time.
Went for a walk in the Mount Royal Cemetery this morning. Signs of spring included robins singing, racoons courting, and earthworms wiggling around on the pavement. And there was this big puddle where two pairs of mallard ducks were checking out the amenities.
There's a stream that runs through the cemetery and most years at least one pair of mallards raises a few ducklings. But it is down hill a bit, and this where meltwater (later on, rain water) pools no matter how hard the groundskeepers try to clean out the drains. Looks as if this couple of couples thought they might have found another place to nest.
Looks pretty sad, doesn't it ?
But that's what happens when the ice finally melts. Spring (maybe) is on its way.
No photo because my hands were too cold to get the phone out for a picture. But trust me, there were some red wing blackbirds scouts at the Lachine Rapids this morning, calling and calling. The males arrive first in the spring (usually the last week or so in March) and stake out claims for good nesting sites. Hope these guys don't freeze to death: they looked really cold.
Spent a couple of hours in the kitchen doing whatnot, and now I think I'll take a nap....
I made it this far, leaning on my walking stick, but decided this was far enough. Going to have my right hip replaced on Tuesday after all. Would have been terrible to break a leg before hand.