It finally arrived! All the way from the UK! My 2020 Cat Care Calendar!
Take a look and you’ll see Benji featured for the month of May.
In addition to three calendars I also received a few other goodies including a certificate – and in case you couldn’t tell by now, I am thrilled to be one of the winners.
I owe it to the sweet Benji who visited me one day while I rested in the garden and looked straight into the camera.
~ Susanne and Benji
After a record dry November the rain has finally returned to the Pacific Northwest but mainly as drizzle and not enough to keep us housebound. And so with umbrellas in hand we headed for a walk at Seward Park, a jewel in the crown of the Seattle Park system on the shores of Lake Washington.
We started our walk at the Audubon Center where I was surprised to find roses still in bloom.
We took the path around the park next to native forest filled with giant evergreens,
and bursts of seasonal color.
On the other side was Lake Washington where trees still wore their fall clothes,
and the lake was calm save for the stirring of ducks and seabirds.
The clouds hung low over Mercer Island
finally settling over the floating bridge and Seattle skyline.
By the time we finished our walk the rain was falling gently but this cormorant was not daunted.
Neither were these hummingbirds feeding in front of the Audubon Center.
After working up an appetite and refreshed by our walk we headed to Geraldine’s Counter for the best breakfast in town.
It was a perfect Saturday rain and all.
Look! Up in the sky!
It’s a bird!
It’s a plane!
Only Benji knows for sure and he’s not talking! 🙂
Happy Weekend from Susanne and Benji.
While the rest of the country has been hammered by winter, here in the Great Northwest I’m still working in the fall garden. Nothing major of course, just the ordinary maintenance that life requires.
Our home is surrounded by evergreen trees – mostly Douglas-Firs and Hemlocks – and while I love the privacy and bird habitat they provide, they drop their cones year around; you’d think we’d be living in a forest. But despite thousands of cones releasing thousands of seeds, few if any result in new trees. Still they are messy.
The other day I found hundreds of them littering our deck and yard after a windstorm the night before. Bob usually does the cleanup but I was looking for an excuse to go outside – there’s something therapeutic about fresh air and physical labor, no matter how minimal.
So out I went and filled up the pail with cones a couple times over.
I wasn’t alone. I turned on the stream and was joined by the cats who like the flow of water and also my company.
Benji found the catmint still blooming and stopped for a snack.
Tiger wandered about at his own quiet pace, dining occasionally on the grass.
After things were tidied up and my outlook significantly improved I went inside, looking forward to surprising Bob with my efforts.
It was a good day in the garden.
“Can you believe It was six years ago this month, Tiger? Sorry I don’t remember the exact date.”
“What’s that Sue?”
“When we brought you and Shadow home from the cat hotel. Only you weren’t called Tiger then, your name was Miracle. And Shadow was Brother Love – may he rest in peace.”
“Of course I remember Sue. We thought we’d never get out of there! It really was a miracle wasn’t it? But I’m glad you changed my name to Tiger; I needed a fresh start. And I’m glad for the time Shadow had with us in Paradise. He loved everyday he was here. But I’ve always wondered – what convinced you to come and get us?”
“Honestly Tiger, you can thank Bob for that. He’s the one who decided we should go and take a look when we heard about your plight. But once we met you it didn’t take much convincing. Your beautiful green eyes seemed to speak right from your soul into ours. They still do.”
“Aw shucks Sue. Thanks so much.”
“You’re welcome Tiger. Happy Anniversary and may there be many more to come!”
P.S. For more about how Tiger came to live with us, check out the posts below from the earliest days of the blog.
The day after Thanksgiving we went for a drive to Federation Forest and found the evergreens dusted with snow. It was an unexpected but pleasant surprise.
It was also a surprise to find the gate to the park locked. But no matter; we left our car by the side of the road and were welcomed into the woods by the resident ranger. And though the trails were covered in snow it was mostly dry and crunchy beneath our feet.
This was only our second time to Federation Forest; the first time was earlier in the spring (here) when wildflowers adorned the trails. No wildflowers this time but there was a quiet mystery as the forest rested in the snow.
In addition to old growth Douglas-fir, Western Red Cedar, Sitka Spruce and Western Hemlock, we enjoyed glimpses of the White River, which flows from Emmons Glacier on nearby Mt Rainier.
It was a wonderful walk in a winter wonderland.
For Sunday Stills, ‘Chills.‘
None currently in the Great Northwest. No snow that is. So for Cees’ Fun Foto Challenge I had to look elsewhere for white and found it to be in short supply.
But then I remembered the picture I took in Carmel last month of the white cabbage butterfly.
And the snowberry out front, a native plant here in the Pacific Northwest whose little berries do indeed look like snowballs.
Still looking for white I found these trees standing out from their surroundings
and this one on my walk at Coulon Park, waving at me as if to say, ‘I’m here, include me too.’
And finally because I really do love the white stuff I’ll close with some pictures of Benji enjoying the snow earlier this year.
And that will do..