I am joining my long time gal pal Dory in Blog hops
Dory than you for hosting such lovely events
Dory darlin' we don't have lots of blooming flowers around our homestead due to
the house facing north..But I have a few for you and some of Dad's creative potting arrangements
We have lots of pots full of shade tolerant plants
ivy, hosta, Dwarf Alberta spruce
with ajuga around the pot.
I especially love this pot...when you put a plant in it the pot lady gets hair
This is on our deck
and last but not least........this is a local plant only grown in and around our house...
Blooming Rose of Hedgemoor
Mom is the one with the thumbs. When she insist on writing something sweet about me...
of course, I let her. There are no real photos just a slight reenactment.
Take it away Mom:
This is pretty much how I sit on the love seat to watch TV. The love seat reclines but for some reason my crazy back/sciatica doesn't like it when I use the foot rest. The angle of the TV from the love seat is kinda sideways and yes we've moved the TV. I put a a back pillow behind me and sit almost exactly like this. It gives me straight view of the TV. So here comes the gooey sweet part. Every night for about the last year at about 9:30 ish Madi comes into the family room to see what is up. Most times I don't see/hear her because a) I am dozing, b) she creeps in like fog on little cat paws,(from Mr. Carl Sandburg's poem: Fog) When she gets right at my left side, she stands on her hind feet, reaches up with her, sweet as sugar and soft as a baby's bottom front paws. She touches me gently on my shoulder while quietly doing a chirp/meowing/purr.
Madi's Dad has never seen her do it because at night he is upstairs on the 'puter, It only last about 15 seconds so no photos.
It melts my heart!!
Madi here: the old gray mare is not now, nor has she ever been a red head. But she would like to be. MOL