They have fixed the glitch in my Picassa to Blog posting.
The bad news is that apparently I can only post small or large centered photos.
I haven't taken the time to write them again, or play around with it either.
Other than that, life is same-old same-old.
Tiggie is playing "Aquarium Cat" by sitting beneath the glass top of our dining table.
This is why I usually use table cloths instead of placemats whenever we have guests.
He sits looking up at our guests, following each forkful with his green eyes in a manner that is somewhat unsettling.
Othertimes he just looks like he is practicing being a "collectible" inside a glass display case.
The reflection below his nose is of the chandelier hanging above the table.
He's looking sad because Bernie is out running an errand. Sheesh.
I'm trying to be fair and balanced.
I caught up with Hart as he was all cozy on the couch in the breakfast nook.
It took three tries to get this shot.
He just isn't very good at posing.
But he will sit on your lap and purr.
Something Tiggie never does.
Both boys supervised me as I planted violas and pansies.
Bernie had worked the soil for me this weekend, and so all I had to do was dig holes and drop in the plants.
(You'd think the boys could of helped me there. You'd be wrong.)
I need to make another run to get another flat of pansies to finish up the bed.
There probably is a math formula I could use to figure out how many flats I need.
Instead, being nearly math illiterate, I just buy a few flats, plant, and then routinely make another trip.
(You'd think I'd remember from year to year how many flats I need to fill up the bad. You'd be wrong about that too.)
To thank Bernie for doing the heavy soil work, I weeded his bonsai.
You use tweezers to do that.
(That was new information to me. I was trying to pull the seedling weeds out with my fingertips, when B. caught up with me and told me Bonsai Masters use special tweezers to weed their bonsai. Ah so!)
I love the bonsai, because I love being able to have a tree on my coffee table, or counter.
Imagine, a tree that I can cart around with me the rest of my life.
Perhaps someday a great-grand child will enjoy these trees as well.
Wouldn't that be cool?