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Sunday, April 7, 2013

Flires and Luna

Flires.  That's how some people from "the South" pronounce the word "flowers."  Come to think of it, that's how some Irish pronounce it.  Bloomin' fliers!   

It's springtime, so here's a few pics JFSAG from our front yard:

My mother's favorite iris just happened to be planted by the builder when we built this house six years ago.  This year they are blooming, and blooming, and blooming...


wider...




Nice crop of French Breakfast radishes.  


Pulled up all of the fennel recently.  It was leaning wayyy out into the street.  Street grime adds an extra "earthiness" y'know?


...one of the red amaryllis in the NWQ, one of seven growing spaces at the house...


...and the striped one, for lack of a proper name.  There are four other flower shoots just behind this one.  


This amaryllis is producing three different flower stalks, from one plant!  This one is a new member of NWQ.  There's a mountain of dill to the left and a sea of tomato plants to the right.  And a plumeria stalk in the middle that hasn't decided if it's going to have survived the winter or not.


This weekend, Mr. Whitewing Dove and Luna, our cat, had a classic faceoff.  Until this day, Mr. Dove, while ostensibly protecting Mrs. Whitewing Dove (while she was busy laying a couple of eggs in the nest they built right outside of our window) was content to fly against the window ... repeatedly smash into the window, actually.  

This time Mr. Dove perched on the window ledge just inches from Luna and paced back and forth, making a continual rather pissed-off sounding hooting sound, presumably aimed at the cat.  Poor Luna went insane bouncing back and forth on her side of the window until she finally accepted the fact that she could not actually touch Mr. Dove, so she just sat, and watched.  Poor tortured kitty.



I still have not been able to catch Luna making that wierd teeth-chattering sound she makes when she sees "prey" out the window but cannot get to it.  If I could catch that on video and post it on YouTube, I bet it'd go viral, 'cause I ain't never seen any other cat do this.  Catching her in the act with the right lighting has proved elusive, so far.  

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