Storms, Cats and Pumpkins

The storm has raged all day. Wind has tossed garden debris around and every so often the heavens opened casting a deluge of rain upon the cottage. Thunder has brought Jack and Flo rushing to my side… Yet, through all of this, Che Mousy has lazily surveyed the scene from the comfort of his executive chair. Missy has slept the storm away in the tunnel. I was over there earlier clearing out weeds and harvesting parsley and seeds and she followed me, making camp on the potting table. In between the showers I have managed a bit more pruning in…