My nephew, his wife and daughter called in at the weekend. The baby is now 8 weeks old and absolutely gorgeous, we all had a cuddle.
The bad kitten is now 13 weeks old.
*There are willow pussies
Clad in furry goods,
And a robin singing
In the maple woods.
There's a springing crocus,
And a budding larch,
Who'd ever think the Springtime
Came along in March.*
*Each violet peeps from its dwelling to gaze at the bright stars above*
Reminded me of a recent photo of Puddikat's stripy cat:
Yay! Happy Birthday Darling! A quarter century today...
Do you still want to steal the kitten? : )
We found crocuses all over the side of the road. They look wonderful!
I grew this Amaryllis Hippeastrum whatever you call it bulb at work on the window sill. It was much admired.