Fred's old, white and very deaf, cat died. He came with the property, and lived numerous lives in this lifetime. Guess that was to show us it could be done. One of his favorite perches for sunning himself was on the barn roof. The funniest thing I saw him do was one day after I came home from a shopping trip and was making back and forth trips to the house with my loot, he had esconsced himself in the driver's seat of my car. Couldn't peer over the steering wheel and no telling what was going on in his cat brain- I wasn't quite set up then yet for the cat scan ...awww, that was a little lame! Anyway, he is now buried in one of the garden sections beneath a little bush that gets purple berries and grows to 15 ft tall. And I would not be one bit surprised if some of them were to be white.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Local Flora and Fauna
Posted by Sarah Nolt at 5:21 PM
I'm not even sure exactly about the flora and fauna thing, meaning which is which, but I just like using the words on occasion. Yes of course, we own a dictionary-more than one even! :-) Anyhoo, here are some pix of the area- front yard view with the sun filtering through the Spanish moss laden trees, the pic with the little orange balls is of a Calamondin tree-sometimes our guests are the recipients of a pint of homemade Calamondin Marmalade, and the close-ups of those red thingies is of seeds on a broken down tree limb. I did not know Florida has them. Up north they appear on the maple trees in the springtime. We used to break them off at the stem, pull it apart and stick them on our noses, chins and even ears. Didn't stick for very long, but it was fun at the time. These are a bit too small for that, unless of course it's because I'm no longer that small. Could be!