Those cats! Cinnamon likes to wake early and sing the songs of his clan. Sometimes he is let out, and I sleep through it. They have been catching mice, bless them. There was one in the clothes closet, and Cinn tried for it. He is way to gentle, playing with it.
The white pine trees have shed a ton of needles. I used the lawn tractor to mulch them.
"Typically, white pines will retain needles for three years, but in autumn, 2-or-3-year-old needles will change colour and drop, leaving only the current season's needles"
I tend to throw kitchen peelings out into the daffodil garden. I must have thrown a gourd there! It took its own time. We are so close to first frost.
It's getting cooler, as it does. Nutmeg will sleep anywhere!
I continue to shut things down outside. I have my winter bird bath on the go. Cinnamon approves.
I sat in the warm sun and put saddle soap on my boots.
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Hari Om
...the long, deep breath... YAM xx
I didn't know there were other pines that drop their needles.
I brought in some plants but this weekend will start chopping down the tomato plants etc.
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