just an ordinary evening

cabbage flowers

Tea for the Tillerman plays on the new second hand 70's sound system, I have always loved this song - how could you not ? The sisters Piper Belle & Bess leap and thrash and gnash in flat out crazy dog play while Miss D plays referee from her spot on the sofa and occasionally busts off to give either Bess or PB a loud, resounding time out or too rough command with her fierce top dogness then back up onto the sofa to continue enjoying her rawhide chew. Scaredy cats Bleet & Gussie are forever ensconced on the second level of this old brick house tucked away in their favourite nests or wide windowsill beds. Oliver, of course, while always trying to make new friends and/or influence people and cats with black noses from far away lands. - is smack in the thick of it all. He's still trying to suss out his new role, status and/or opportunity in this new story. He's gradually been bringing out all of his tricks. Tricks like zooming, pinging and some death defying leaping or sometimes just sitting in the wood box by the fire, his head sticking out, where he has a ringside and somewhat protected view of the night's ongoing gnashing event. Out in the kitchen the cowboy sits in the armchair having a beer keeping me company while I'm at the big kitchen island table chopping and slicing things for our dinner (truth be told he's been doing most of the dinner cooking but once or twice a week, I too, have a go at it). Cooking together and eating meals together has fast become one of our favourite chapters in this new epic and lovely romance novel we've found ourselves living in.

This is what happens when you place a cabbage on a sunny windowsill ?? instant eco-system