We have a new member of our household: a black cat named Pillow. He is, we strongly suspect, a drop-off. None of our near neighbors know him, and if he strayed for long he managed to do it without getting dirty, scuffed or burred. When Mr. Fluff showed up he was a mess, and we think he was living rough for awhile. But Pillow was sleek, fat, neutered, friendly, well-groomed and clearly accustomed to being an indoor cat. Here he is. It was not easy getting pictures of him, because he kept scooting over to me for pets!
I walked around the garden this morning, the first day of November, and took a few pictures. The garden is quiet, settling in for winter. The front yard has got its blanket of maple leaves:Below is the garden in front of the sun porch. I removed the dahlia tubers (don’t ask) and also removed most of the tall phlox (I put them elsewhere in full sun so I hope they’ll be less leggy and floppy next year), and then added four wheelbarrow-loads of composted horse manure. Yesterday I planted 20 oriental lilies, 50 mixed narcissus, and 20 tall purple sensation ornamental onions. In the back yard the apple tree has covered the ground with dropped fruit, but the squirrels and mice and chipmunks will gradually eat and/or store them. The new bed next to the compost bin on the north side of the driveway still looks raw–it’s a “lasagna” garden: lawn, covered with newspaper, hay, old manure, more hay, and more old manure and hay in layers. It will be beautiful dirt in another year, but for now we’re not planting a lot there. I did put the phlox there. And we shoved aside the “dirt” and put down wood chips or shavings for the paths. Other than that we’ll let the bacteria and other myriad critters in the soil work undisturbed. Lastly, a few pictures of the last few flowers still blooming last week: