It is nearly summer!

Sunday, I pickled two bunches of local asparagus. After the strawberry/rhubarb crisp, also using veggies from down the road, JB called me Susie Homemaker! I was so proud of myself. I haven't been doing too much in the kitchen lately.

I have a ritual Mondays, garbage day. Usually Cinnamon and I would go walkies after garbage was out, since I was up, dressed, and would use bug spray. He disappeared. AND I forgot to turn on the coffee machine before I left. Terrible mistake! He did not come back in until the afternoon. He must have found his own breakfast.

It looked like a lovely day, and as I hauled the garbage and recycling down to the highway, I spotted a doe.

Look closer! She didn't stay very long.

Going out the back 40, I found a couple of Red Hawkweed, Devil's Paintbrushes as my mom called them, the orangey/red ones. The yellows are nearly done.

 

The catalpa tree is setting blossoms. This is the healthy one. 

Everything is growing like mad. The second catalpa tree (below, left) has sent up shoots and is growing again. This was winter kill, sadly. 

The hops vine has reached the soffat. 

 

Monday I had a rude awakening. Outside the Muskoka Room was Pepper, our infrequent visiting cat, yowling. I suppose I jinxed it, as I thought about how I hadn't seen him in a while. Grabbing the video camera (I knew photos would be tough), I captured him leaving quick and sprightly. I had to look at the time, it was 5:30 a.m. The week had begun.