David in disguise

While talking with my sister on the phone last night the conversation went something like this...
Her..."Have you ever seen those huge tea-cup and saucer planters?"
Me..."Yes, they're cute, eh."
Her..."I saw one the other day for sale that had kittens all over it. I wondered if you'd like that. Would that be something you would like for one of your gardens? Maybe for your birthday?"
Me..."Uhhhhh, yaaaaaa."
Her..."OK...just act surprised."

She kills me.

The sun is out but it's cooler than we are used to at the end of April in Ontario.
Yes, folks. It should be warmer here by now. Apparently, the warmer weather is on it's way and more sun; glorious sun.

I think I may have to name our white-tailed bunny that now calls the mouse-house home.

and Red was back at the feeder bright and early this morning.

My favorite visitor came by as soon as I headed out to the greenhouse.

And I barely recognized the king of the wild frontier this morning.

He was so dirty from rolling in the gardens that he looked like a grey tabby instead of a brown one.

"David, is that you?"

"Mornin' Deb. You may rub my tummy now."

"But wait, let me get a bit more dirt on my coat first."

Of course, David got his tummy rub and then off he went back to the neighbourhood farm. He probably came by to do a bit of bird-watching but by the time he had his massage he had forgotten why he came by in the first place.

And that's how Red and the resident birds like it. ;-)

hugs, Deb