She does something she calls reading. It’s extremely boring because it’s just made up of black strokes and they don’t even move! (I know they have some moving pictures on that screen she works with) but I have found out that if I put my paw in front of her eyes she has to stop and look at me. I realise more and more how many defects these poor humans have: I don’t think she can see at night so that’s probably the reason she doesn’t go out, of course I’ve got perfect night vision. She sometimes does go out to take photos of her white flowers at night though, so perhaps it doesn’t depend only on her eyes. She does come out to play in the garden during the day and it’s great fun . While I claw up her pergola she has to go and get a stepladder to reach the top and once she’s there , she ties knots: she sometimes shouts at me because I can pull the knots wide open before she has finished tying them!
I just had to write a post about this gorgeous rose. It’s the first to flower every year although if it were true to its name it wouldn’t bloom until May. What has it to recommend itself? Well it’s a danger for the unwary, the thorns are cruel and I shouldn’t really have planted it so close to the path. It blossoms once and the flowers honestly don’t last very long. But when it does! It’s unbelievable! The orangey yellow flowers somewhere hidden in that wealth of exceptionally healthy dark green foliage, the medium sized blooms that look just as roses should look, and the heavenly smell of yellow roses! I can never quite believe just how breathakingly beautiful it is. Sometimes in its very brief heyday I drag my chair out of an evening and dedicate my efforts and thoughts to……breathing. Bred by Reimer Kordes in Germany in 1953, one of his most famous roses is the white Iceberg.
Requiem: very sad news. My beloved Maigold (see above my paean of praises) has given up! I think the disturbance caused by putting in a new pergola might have damaged its roots because it has received the same amount of TLC as all the others. I am so ,so sorry, I shall wait til Autumn and order at least one more from Kordes. The garden ,like life, gives and takes away……
My turn again. maybe I’ll open a page just for me. Well I’ve had all my jabs, I’ve been protected against fleas, lice and all the parasites you can name, she’s bought me a collar with an easy-opening fastener should I get hooked up in a tree, as well as my name and telephone number… I know they work because I’ve already lost two! However why should I stray, there’s a lot to keep me here. So now I go out into her garden, it’s nice really lots of moving grasses and flying things which however high I leap I can’t catch. She says if I get a bee in my mouth, I’ll be done for. I really like my human and I brought her a lovely present the other day. A lizard I caught. She hasn’t eaten it yet and put it outside . I wonder why? Anyway I’ve brought it back in. Perhaps she likes them when they’re a few days dead! Who knows. We have very regular times now. I jump onto her bed in the morning and ask her to tickle my chin and ears and she does. Then again at night I wait for her for more cuddles we sometimes even fall asleep together! Yes I must say I’m very satisfied with this place . 5-stars!