Still thinking...

(about a cat.)

Still enjoying the newly-refreshed back yard.  This morning, the local rabbit was back, and seems to enjoy munching grass enough not to bother with the squash starts in the "raised" bed.  (Not so raised.)

The peaches in front are prolific. They are small---the size of apricots---and very furry.  
(I'm remembering Zalman's story of having some gig in a Southern state, and his hostess looking up at him, batting long lashes, asking "Rabbah, may ah de-fuzz yo' peach faw you?")
I have given some to friends, invited passersby to take one, harvested the ones that were ready to drop into my hand, and made a GF peach cobbler this evening. 

Sending blessings--- (tired)