i've been adopted

A tailless black neighborhood cat has been hiding under my house for most of the winter. Hey. It's cold. I get it.

Since I am a crazy cat lady, my reaction to this is of course not to block off the crawlspace, but to start feeding this cat on the porch. Now, when s/he doesn't get fed, s/he stands at the back door and meows and paws at the door. Someone else must have been feeding and taking care of kitteh (who, crazy cat lady that I am, I started calling Richmond - cause, you know, neighborhood).

So. Yeah. Now I think I have 3 cats. Sere's not super-keen on Richmond, but Richmond seems fond of Sere.

garden!

I got a start on the back garden today!

Well. Technically, this afternoon I interviewed a garden coach. I'd been thinking "gosh, if only I could get someone to start the garden and tell me how to use it"... and? The local garden co-op will do that! You have to, you know, pay them, but it's a lot cheaper than landscaping (though perhaps less conventionally beautiful) and more useful. We're going to start setting up beds and build a cold frame this weekend.

Later we'll do summer vegetables and start some fruit trees. Meanwhile, the figs and grapes I bought thinking they'd stay dormant in my house until planting time are absolutely the opposite of dormant. One of the grapes is plotting to take over the kitchen. I suspect it's recruiting the other plants as comrades, Mme Defarge style.

Garden!