September... The garden is looking more and more scraggly. One by one the plants begin to give up, but even as their leaves wither, they hold on to let their last fruits ripen. Nights and mornings are chilly. The sun doesn't shine as brightly, but I'm still able to fill my little basket every other day.
Then there's this... This is what I deal with every single time. He hops up on the counter purring loudly. He wants to lay across the vegetables... every... single... time... No, Buff! I put him down. He hops back up. I finally put him in the other room.
Oh those veggies look so mouth-wateringly good! LOL on Buff - he looks so soft and so adorable. :)
ReplyDeleteYeah... He's pretty adorable, and that's probably why he gets away with so much!
DeleteStill so many pretty colors from your garden - and one furry little fluff, who just needs to be part of the action! I have a similar piece of fluff . . .
ReplyDeleteHe just cannot help himself! He needs to be a part! You know how that goes!
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