It has been a blustery week with a bit rain so all the leaves are gone, at least most of them. I spent an evening raking leaves in the back yard.

The cats can now walk on the deck. They do not like to walk where the leaves are taller than they are.

Zorro was complaining this morning, as usual.

It seems that more leaves had fallen on the path to the back door and he, of course, wanted to go out the back door. This is a morning ritual that began with Jim leaving in the morning for the university. The ritual continues sans Jim.

All the leaves in the back yard are the elm leaves so they can all go onto the garden.

For those of you who actually look at the pictures you will notice that the garden has been extended a bit more toward the front. As the trees grow in the back the area that receives the most sun slowly moves toward the house. There someday be rutabagas growing in the kitchen sink.

I have not worked on the cold frames as yet but there are a few things still growing outside.
Cabbage can still be found in the boxes.

And Kale still grows on the deck. With Kale this close I find a cut a bit for almost everything I eat. It is like a black dress, it goes with everything.

I am still holding out thoughts on the kitchen. Now that I have started down the path of changes I must charge ahead. The kitchen floor has to go. I was visiting across the street and the house with the same floor plan and built almost at the same time does have wood floors in the kitchen. I am confident there is wood under-I-don’t-know-how-many-layers of flooring.

The blocks are for Maggie. She likes to play blocks. I, or whoever else is around and bends to all the wishes of cats, set them up several times a day and when she gets the urge she comes in and knocks them down. If you do not get around to setting them up, Maggie sits by the block until they are set up once again.

Later.

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