Saturday, October 28, 2006

Last Of The Summer Reds

Autumn trys to convince me with her sensuous siren song that she is here to stay. But when these beauties provide plump, tangy explosions of delight- Summer's song wins out. I also have rosemary in aromatic, bushy profusion. I am looking forward to Thanksgiving, when I will slip several sprigs between the breast skin and into the turkey cavity before its baking. Yummy. All the rest of my small garden has stopped producing. No peppers, basil or sage. My Sweet Williams, though, have started to flourish since the grasshoppers stopped producing themselves.

Enoki (named after the mushroom because of two white toes) came "maa-ing" down the hall at me today. It did actually sound like a tiny lamb. She couldn't meow because she had her mouth full of grasshopper. She deposited it at my feet and looked most proud of herself. She and her brother, Finch, are very good wranglers of insects. Enoki catches and Finch feasts. E-eew. No kitty kisses, please.

4 comments:

vickie said...

The tomatoes look luscious and your kitties sound awesome--even with their bug-hunting ways. I will not even bring up some of the things my dog has come into the house with.

Shaun said...

Sometimes I'm sure I have 4 dogs and 1 cat. Enoki acts so like a dog. She comes in and pats my leg with her tiny paw, when I'm claying or comput'ing, just to say 'hi'. She 'merts' and 'perts' instead of a real meow. Man, is she ever a talker. Sweet kittles. Yes, in this dept, I'm blessed, too.

vickie said...

Dig it! Pets rule!

minniepumpkin said...

OH wow! Gorgeous! I could make one heck of a tomato sandwich with those! YUM!!!