I'm back

DH, whos favorite garden tool is the flame thrower, wanted to do some yardwork on Sunday, but couldn't find the chain saw. (Did we loan it to you? We can't remember.) So instead, he made do with the long-handled clippers, and set to work, teaching the tilting plum tree a lesson it will never forget, and admonishing intrusive branches all around the yard. Evidently the magnolia showed incipient signs of overhanging the path of the lawnmower, so, whackety, whack, he clipped it back. I salvaged a few twigs from the yard debris can and stuck them in a vase in the window where they opened and shared their fragrence with us all.

However, this vase has an opening wide enough for a kitty to stick her face in for a drink, were it not for all that annoying foliage in her way. Pepper, being the young amazon that she is, takes matters into her own claws.
There are bowls of fresh water all over the house, but evidently she likes the flavored stuff. Tastes like magnolia bark. Yum.


Due to a bedgetary shortfall at the college, Monday was my last Monday at work, and Tuesday was my last full Tuesday. Next week, more time to blog, knit, write. Less money to promote the books, buy yarn. Ah, the trade-offs.
Administering GED tests does give me lots of time for mindless knitting, though. A hat


And an EZ baby surprise. Buttons, buttons, what kind of buttons?