Shared interest 2

 The other cat and I

inspect the tulips.

I had to get up pretty early

to achieve cat-free photos.

A peaceful scene

A King's Ramson

More than enough for three jars of wild garlic pesto.

Bare knuckled 2

Can it really be that time again?

Every fourth year, 

the council sends along a team to pollard 

the London Plane trees that line our road.

The first year they did it, I was appalled at the brutal result,

but plane trees recover quickly.

They are well suited to city life.

Me? Not so much these days. 

Shared interest

The other cat and I

inspect the tadpoles.

Blog shy

No publicity please.

Out of sync

I had been wondering what was strange about this spring,
apart from its lateness,

when it occurred to me on a drive home

that all these harbingers are being lit

 by a higher, stronger, longer sun,

undappled by foliage on trees.

Spiced beetroot soup

Artistic presentation.

I wish I could tell you

this was deliberate.

Not our cat

The approach.

The closer inspection.

Turn on charm.

The sizing up for comfort.

 The cautious elevation.

Look no claws.

Attain cushioned seat.

Successful completion of Stage 1.

The prospect.

The polite hesitation on threshold.

Ingress.

Successful completion of Stage 2.

Abandon caution.

 Locate kitchen.

Locate pantry.

Double check pantry.

Check exit.

Miscalculate old woman's agility.

The return visit next day.

Door open.

Block doorway.

Appear on blog.

Successful completion of Stage 3.