Overgrown

Over grown by weeds, my little flower garden. That will be remedied tomorrow when Steve and I go and purchase the latest of weed whackers. A push weed whacker. Yeah!!!!

Guard Lions

This cracked me up. Steve sitting on the swing and the only black cats we have, one on each side of him lounging in the lounge chairs on our deck. Pywackette to Steve's left and Zeke on the other side.

My Lilacs

It smells so nice this time of year between the lilacs and the plum trees blooming. I wasn't sure if they would bloom because they had started to bud and we had a cold snap and snow and ice after some wrm days, but it wasn't enough to damage them. Thankfully!

George

Finally a pic of poor old George the ferret. George is about nine years old now. He's thin and a bit feeble but still hanging on. He eats and drinks. Pees and poops and if you've ever had a ferret, well you know. I'll say this, I'll never keep ferrets again. Only because they require a lot of time and I feel guilty because I don't think that George gets the time he deserves.

Zeke

Zeke is always elusive. It's taken me dozens of photos to try and get one where he's not moving and here it is.

Ears

Herman's ears have fallen and they can't get up!

Purple Martins?

I bought this purple martin house a couple of years ago for Steve for a Father's Day gift because he so loves his wild birds. Attracting purple martins is quite a different story. It's a very difficult process involving placement of the house in your yard, timing, other birds in the area. Well, we were unsuccessful and in the end, ended up with a house full of sparrows. So here sits the sparrow condo.