periwinkle

Here is a lone periwinkle in the hedge at the front of the house.

I have heard that a rose in a garden of tulips would be considered a weed.   I really don't agree with that, a rose is a rose wherever it may be.   And this lone periwinkle plant in the hedge isn't a weed.   It is a pretty pink periwinkle wherever it may grow.   I don't know how it got here in the hedge.   We do have a lot of periwinkles growing along the side of the house.

By the way, just look at the paws and part of a head in the lower left of the picture.   It is our cat Molly.   She is so friendly and ever faithful because she follows me everywhere in the yard.   An incredibly sweet cat.

The periwinkles along the side of the house are pink but there is one periwinkle with a very pretty reddish color to it.   Yeah, there is Molly in the picture again.   She sticks to me like glue.    I have heard that cats that are black have a sweet disposition, like black Labradors in dogs.   Has anyone also noticed that the black cats seem to be more friendly?

And finally, Florida just isn't Florida without a pink flamingo in the garden.

Have a pleasant day wherever you may be.   Sit under a shade tree while reading a good book.   Of course, you do this while the hamburgers are cooking on the barbecue grill.   Be good.   Lew

Charlotte

Here are my lovely marigolds which were in full bloom all summer.   This old stump with the hollow center made a perfect planter for the marigolds.   I filled the central hole with potting soil and put the marigolds in.    They did very well.   Plus I also gave them fertilizer to ensure their growth would be robust.

But with the coming of the cold weather and dryness of winter they died out.

Then along comes Charlotte the cat and decides that this hollowed out stump would be a perfect place to lay down for a while.   All of you remember that sweet looking cat Charlotte.

She sees me taking her picture but she is lying in the warm sun and she is just so tired.

She takes time to clean her paws since I have awaken her anyway with my picture taking.

But this is one tired kitty who just can't keep her eyes open.

So she lays her head back down for a nap and in a flash she is off to slumberland.

Don't cats just have a great time?   I hope that everyone is having as great a time as Charlotte.   Florida is a great place for a cat.   The middle of winter and she lays on a tree stump in the warm sun for sleeping.   Isn't there a poem about the Lilies of the Field that relate to this story?   Have a great and snoozeful day.   Lew