While pondering this week’s photo challenge, I took a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief when I noticed stamen escaping from a bud on the bunch of flowers Number Two son presented his Mother for Mother’s Day last week. At least I had one photo.
Then more inspiration. We have had an extended summer of around five months of literally no rain. Inch wide cracks appeared in the ground. During the past two weeks, however, 90 points of rain have fallen. Almost a flood! Well, perhaps not quite a flood.
But enough to make our backyard take on a tinge of green as seeds sprout and escape from the parched earth which has enveloped them for the past five, hot, dry months.
When the month of May arrives any self-respecting deciduous leaf should no longer be suspended above terra firma by an otherwise bare branch. The above leaves are slowly turning colour and will soon escape the branch’s clutches and join their mates on the covering the ground below.
While the botanical world struggles with its seasonal battles, our feline-canine battles know no seasonal boundaries and continue daily. However, today’s cooler weather exacerbates these problems.
We have a regular battle in our backyard. Cat versus Dog. Dog versus Dog.
A few years ago were given a dog’s bed. That’s the piping construction on which Soxie, our ageing cat, has made home for today. He tends to wander, not come home at night, but when he is home we know that it is cold and wet or a cool change is not far away. This bed was meant to be Maggie’s (our Labrador). However, the bed soon proved to be no match for Maggie’s weight. Soxie thinks this is wonderful as he can snuggle down and escape from the cool wind and rain. And woe-betide the dog which tries to muscle in and suggest that this is a dogs bed! Both our canines know that it is better to escape the range of the feline claw than to try to claim the bed!
Soxie has again commandeered Maggie’s bed to escape from the cool breeze blowing across our backyard and Maggie again suffers the indignity of not being allowed into her bed. No points for guessing who is boss of this backyard. Maggie shows her displeasure in her usual manner by turning her back/rear end to Soxie.
We should know this behaviour as she has done it often enough to us when she has not had her own way.