Lilacs announce the Spring.
Effie is pensive, but she nonetheless enjoys everything about Spring.
Paladin seeks shade under a chair.
Dwarf ruffled golden-orange tulips contribute festivity to the season.
Not to be outdone, a red dwarf ruffled tulip joins the festivities.
Effie loves fresh catnip.
Our first full-bloom daffodil of the year was so heartening after five months of off-and-on winter.
Effie greets you with a suggestion. Those of you who weigh under 12 pounds might like to nap on a slip-proof rug on a dryer when sleet is falling, and everything outdoors is wet and cold–even Effieland.
Lilac buds are always a welcome sight before Spring settles in with any confidence.
First large, wet, fluffy snowflakes fell to the ground and instantly melted. Rain followed without a pause. Effie was unimpressed and came back in the house right after I conceded to her vocal affirmations that she wanted to go out into Effieland. A few minutes later, I went out to pick up the cat food dish we put out early in the morning for our feral stray I named Paladin. He had finished his kibbles and was out roaming. Effie was behind her gate, yowling to let me know she wanted to come back inside. I let her in of course, and she is napping in fair luxury.
Paladin has been coming to our place for more than a month. He is a sweet cat with a grateful heart. He permits us to pet him while he is eating. Sometimes he shows up for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Other times he comes just for one or two mealtimes. Effie seems indifferent to him. Halvor, our shop cat we took in when he showed up freezing and hungry, despised Paladin at first, and even flipped him over, but now realizes Paladin is not a contender for shop territory. Torvald, Halvor’s possible brother, hangs out with Paladin, and was sweet enough to bring him to our place.
Halvor is a mighty hunter. He also loves watching my husband work in his shop, which became Halvor’s home.
Torvald is a friend to all.
Paladin is our friendly feral kitty. We plan to have him neutered, wormed if necessary, and vaccinated so that he might come indoors.
Effie, napping in fair luxury
Rain fell all day long, and long the day seemed. It’s looking like it’s going to be green. . . .
We hadn’t expected a beautiful, clear sunny day, but there it was, and we decided on a walk along Asotin Creek, a nearby and fairly frequent destination.
The trail was slick with melting snow, but we sustained no casualties.
The green disc is more likely an artifact than Neptune wandering from its orbit.
Mule deer never seem thwarted by snow-blanketed fields. I enjoy their visits, and I am happy they find fodder on our modest acreage. I am also happy that they leave the rabbitbrush alone.
The temperature is 35° and snow yields to falling rain–but snow continues to prevail on the ground.
Effie wants to be patrolling Effieland, but it’s not her way to embrace rain and cold for very long.
Sometimes monitoring her domain through the window is just the thing.