A Dog's (or Cat's) Desk.

Everytime I leave my desk during the day, a dog or two and maybe a little kitten sneak up on to the chair (it is a mighty comfy chair I will admit) and when I return they sit up.... looking like they are running the show.

Yesterday it was Apollonia playing writer at the desk. I can't be mad though, they are too cute. Usually I just squeeze my butt into the 4 square inches they leave for me and work like that.

Later, Turtle passed out on my journal while I was writing. She likes to watch me type or paw at my pen while I scratch away.


They are the best business (if you can call what I do business) partners ever.

xo, Meg

Summer's busting out all over.

Summer time is here. At least in theory. It is the 2nd day of summer and we did get sun.... so I'm pleased.

Pleased enough to make salmon, broccoli, garlic, and shallot pizza, chop a small watermelon and pour wine at a table next to the irises in the backyard. I guess that counts as summer.




And, of course.... the gardens and flowers. To my amazement, they are growing with fervor. Enough so that I have cut some fresh flowers for my desk and the kitchen counter and eaten lettuce, spinach, thyme, basil, oregano, dill, sage, and strawberries from the gardens. I am still thrilled at being able to grow my own things.




I got my first real pink face and my freckles are starting to darken.... must mean it's summer time. I'm thankful for that.

xo, Meg

I'm not even mad.....

I'm impressed. (Can't you tell by Ryan's face?)

Turtle, scaling our screen door. Yes, folks, that's right. She dangles from the blinds by a paw and squeezes in between the glass door and the screen door. And she sneak attacks the dogs.... from above. And she hides in curtains and pounces when you least expect it.

She is a wild thing.

At least our house is constantly entertained by the 3 wonder pets.

xo, Meg

Happy Father's Day....

Happy Father's Day to this rugged individual....

xo, Meg

First flowers.

The first flowers I've ever grown from bulbs. Or from anything.

xo, Meg

Garden & Turtle.

So, we got a Turtle. And my garden might be on steroids.

And all is wet and cool here. I hope summer kicks in soon. I have been wearing dresses nearly every day in a lame attempt at optimism. I even walked to the mailbox barefoot in the rain, just to show the weather who's boss. (As you know, I control everything.)

The story of our Turtle:

The original turtle that started it all. We were so taken with this turtle at the Arboretum, we decided to go to the pet store to see if they had pet turtles (which I didn't even know existed). We were bummed when we got there and they didn't have any. But they did have......
kittens from the Humane Society. So now we have a kitten called Turtle.
The dogs love her and she loves them. I am learning not to be scared of her spontaneity. I think I am starting to get a taste of how people feel about me. (When will I pounce? When will I be chill? When will I hide and be grouchy?)

And my garden is growing at top rate speed. Tomorrow I am going to harvest some lettuce and spinach for eating and thin the carrots before they get too much bigger. I tried my own theory of gardening: plant all the seeds and see what happens. And things are happening. We'll see how this all turns out. The great garden experiment.

Hope you are well.

xo, Meg