





Check out Gemini & Stewart getting scritchies. If you look closely, you can see pony's upper lip flapping as he drools. Stewart isn't much more dignified.
It's busy season here at Seven Trees, and one of us is recovering from surgery. Luckily we've had lots of help, but any of the veggies that survived the cold spring are growing like gangbusters. We've put up plenty of dill pickles, pickled beets, chard & beet greens, and next up are green beans and applesauce. We have a few tiny melons in the greenhouse, and hopefully they will keep growing before the frost hits. More potatoes to dig, blackberries and cukes to pick, but what I really look forward to is the Painted Hills sweet corn. Not quite yet though. Sad to say, I'm already looking at the current garden's successes and failures, and planning for next year.
Fergus got a new swim jacket. He always gets tired while swimming at Birch Bay, and this helps him stay above water. He got the hang of it very quickly, but the water was still so cold he didn't swim long. Stew tore off a toenail in his rush to bolt out the back door the other night, and we though a saltwater swim might help. It didn't, but he looks to be healing up anyway.
Here's Maggie, demonstrating just how tense his life is. Or is he catatonic?
The rocking chair has become a favorite kitten hang-out. That is when they are not ripping around the house like rocket cats!
Professional sleeper, Crichton, again, demonstrating the nose-down napping technique.
Newt showing her disdain for papparazzi.
Look at that gigantic, earnest mug. What a dork! A four-legged demolition derby with a non-stop tail.
And the (hopefully) pregnant princess herself. We'll be having the vet out soon to confirm. She should be just over halfway to her due date. Stella doesn't miss a meal, or a treat, or a nice scritchy either.