Crazy Cocksfoot and Confused Cats

The lawn mowing man called in again late this afternoon but fortunately this time I had my clothes on. He is coming to knock back the half of the lawn we couldn't complete either this week or next with promises of weed eating the edges as well. Ever the country girl I just think it's a terrible waste of good grazing.


The garden is morphing from late Spring into early Summer which means most areas are looking a bit tatty/weedy. However there are still quite a few poppies blooming and the hollyhocks are beginning to show. The slight rain we've had over the past couple of days has made for wonderfully easy weeding which makes for easily overdoing it. I have been hauling out cocks foot from the corner garden and throwing it out into the paddock for the sheep before replacing them with a few wilted cosmos seedlings and delphiniums.

My furry helpers keep watchful eyes on me from the overgrowth with the occasional helping paw. They've been excited by some unexpected visitors to the garden. A female pheasant has been sending the blood pressure of the roosters sky high while two magpies have been taking their morning perambulations about the front lawn. Demelza and Kit sit in rapt admiration, especially when they up and fly away. I was a bit confused as to why until this morning when I realised that these two black and white cats think the magpies are kindred spirits who are in fact flying cats.