Farm-fresh eggs for breakfast. Rated 10 out of 10.
Delicious and fresh from the farm across the road.
Farm-fresh eggs are harder to peel after boiled unless they spend at least a few days in the fridge first. Then they are perfect.
Winter seems to have returned as the sun shines and the temperature has dropped to -10C. That's March for you in Ontario.
Audrey has found her spot for the day (how does she breath?) and Annie sleeps on the cat tree that faces the busy feeders. She snores a bit.
I have the retired guy adding another shelf to the dining-corner window. It will be meant for plants but I know who will claim it in no time.
zzzzzzzz
My poor birds are confused but they should count themselves lucky to have a well-stocked buffet each morning. It certainly helps them get through the cold night ahead. I gave them their seed supply, nuts for the blue-jays and some old biscuits and grain bread for the ever so comical crows. We had almost forty mourning doves here today. They love platforms to land on as they are a little plump for some of the feeders.
Ladies who lunch.
It's a must to keep their water supply available. And even in this cold they still like a bath.
Poor Red. He really wants this snow to go.
*Drat*
Along with my obsession with blue and white china, I collect post cards that feature fabulous felines. I especially love the vintage ones. It's a high score when I find one in an antique shop. I usually act like an idiot and hold it up cheering likes it's a winning lottery ticket. The poor person that's with me.
This one I ordered on-line from ebay; shipped from California. It's not vintage but I couldn't resist the art work, beautiful cat and the colours.
Best go before she clears off the top of my dresser.
Have a great evening.
hugs, Deb
Farm-fresh eggs are harder to peel after boiled unless they spend at least a few days in the fridge first. Then they are perfect.
Winter seems to have returned as the sun shines and the temperature has dropped to -10C. That's March for you in Ontario.
Audrey has found her spot for the day (how does she breath?) and Annie sleeps on the cat tree that faces the busy feeders. She snores a bit.
I have the retired guy adding another shelf to the dining-corner window. It will be meant for plants but I know who will claim it in no time.
My poor birds are confused but they should count themselves lucky to have a well-stocked buffet each morning. It certainly helps them get through the cold night ahead. I gave them their seed supply, nuts for the blue-jays and some old biscuits and grain bread for the ever so comical crows. We had almost forty mourning doves here today. They love platforms to land on as they are a little plump for some of the feeders.
Ladies who lunch.
It's a must to keep their water supply available. And even in this cold they still like a bath.
Poor Red. He really wants this snow to go.
Along with my obsession with blue and white china, I collect post cards that feature fabulous felines. I especially love the vintage ones. It's a high score when I find one in an antique shop. I usually act like an idiot and hold it up cheering likes it's a winning lottery ticket. The poor person that's with me.
This one I ordered on-line from ebay; shipped from California. It's not vintage but I couldn't resist the art work, beautiful cat and the colours.
=^..^=
Someone's up and pestering for crunchies.
"You're not busy."
Best go before she clears off the top of my dresser.
Have a great evening.
hugs, Deb
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