Pink Petals

What have I been doing ?

I think that's a bit obvious.
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Spring arrived in my woods.
Pink petals everywhere.
We wait all year for this.

The Purr Gang sits in sun spots.
Taking in the fresh air.
The Fur Gang have been playing.
The back yard is fun in the warm days.
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I've been reading while drinking coffee.
Enjoying what the Gang has been doing.
Listening to the birds sing.
Just enjoying the wonders of my world.

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JC and The Purr and Fur Gang

Mondays With Meredith Ann

Spring has sort of arrived in our woods.

Pink and white petals on the ground
from the trees that Mom loves.
The wind blew in and they fell.
Mom said it was snowing pink.
She's a funny gal sometimes.
Me, I'd like to go outside.
Only it's been a bit wet.

I've been stuck inside with her.
She gets to go out.
Why can't I ?

The Mom says she heard our coyote family.

Just when you think they are gone, they're back.

That and Mom said it's too wet.

My furs would get all messed up. 

Oh well, I'll just look at the pink petals with Mom.

Til next week,

This is,

~ Meredith Ann ~

Pink

Think Pink

I have six pink cherry trees that line my driveway.

Most of the time they are just leaves

 that either give me shade on a hot day

or fall all over the place which means I have to rake.

During the Holiday season

 we decorate them with lights.

They are in bloom

And, I mean

BLOOM

Pink petals

 everywhere

With the rain last night, I now have a pink driveway

When I drive down it, I get petals all over my car.

It seems that I wait all year for this color to appear.

The birds were singing in the rain this morning.

I bet they were telling everyone about my trees.

At least that's what I think.

Pink Petals

It’s snowing pink petals at my house.

The wind has blown most of the gorgeous cherry blossom petals off the tree and on to the sidewalk. It started earlier this week. A bit of wind. A touch of rain. Ok, a lot of rain and my trees are no longer the picture purrfect pink delight that they used to be.

From my bedroom window, I can see the tops of the trees. The part that you have to turn your neck and look straight up in the sky, to see. The blue jays visit there a lot. I have two that come almost every day. I have chickadees too. Lots of them. All sorts of them. I need to find that bird book that I bought a few years ago and find out what type of chickadees or other cute birds, they are.

It might be in the den or the bonus room or did I put it upstairs. It might take a bit of time to find it. So instead I might look it up on the computer. I bet they have all sorts of handy dandy websites that I can peek at for informative look e looing from my window. Which is what I do with my cats. I look almost as much or more than they do. I move my chair over and tell my cat, which ever cat got the coveted top of the scratching post, what a cute birdie is on the tree or eating or on the ground. It really is a good nature channel.

The other day, I decided to take a photo of the pink petals. My Siamese cat must have heard me and flew down the stairs. Just in time to sneak through the opening at the moment I opened the door. Out she went with me in shock. She must have heard me unlock the door and really … she flew down the stairs … as far as I knew she was sound a sleep on a box by the window upstairs.

After my shock wore off and my mouth closed, I walked over to her but pretended not to notice her cause that’s what you do if you want to get a cat back in the house. I walked a bit the other way and quickly tried to get her. Which I did, to my surprise. She was so busy eating her grass and being thrilled to be outside that I got her in at a very weak moment. I carried her bunny style with her back legs hanging into the house. She was still chewing on the grass. Now she was in shock cause she didn’t know how I got her.

So here are some photos … of the pink petals … not the cat … had to put the camera down to get her in the house. I’ll post a pic of her asking oh so politely to go outside.

On that pink petal note, I will bid you a Purrfect Fryday and Mew at you later,