Showing posts with label cat-grass season. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cat-grass season. Show all posts

Monday, January 29, 2018

Blurring and un-blurring where it's sunnier

Here I am blurring again--I'm in a great space!

Here I am un-blurring in the same fun place...

Here, we have many more sunny days...even in non-Cat Grass Season...Chameleon's lurking in the shadows!

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Winter WATCHING...But NO Cat- Grass...ALAS!

Naturally, I'm noticing the bright, bleak, biting absence of Cat-Grass!

Chameleon and Big One, stop laughing NOW...Let's RUN back in...NOW.

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Again, this Tortoise Cat and her Invisible Chameleon pal fail to explain why blogging falls behind!

Tortoise Cat: Chameleon, where ARE you? Cat-Grass Season is fading fast! 



Chameleon: Remember, I'm ALWAYS in shadows during photo-ops!


Tortoise Cat: This Cat-Grass Season flourished succulently--what luscious FUN!

Chameleon: So next have fun snapping silly 'selfies'-- but I'll NEVER show off! 

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Cat-Grass with raindrops

Tortoise Cat: Fresh early Cat-Grass shoots taste better with warm raindrops!

Chameleon: Enjoy nibbling in a hurry, before new rain and thunder!

Plump leaf-buds will grow shade soon...!

Better strolling and skulking weather over yonder...!?

Sunday, February 9, 2014

EYOW..Indoor pictures ARE tame!

Strolling and prowling indoor gardens isn't thrilling--and there's no grass!

Sitting seems to be a favorite pastime! How long now until Cat-Grass Season? 

EYOW...There's a HOSE! I could get wet, like in outdoor gardens ...

EYOWeeeyYOW! The long whiles blur! NOW how long 'til Cat-Grass Season?

Sunday, February 2, 2014

EYOW..Long whiles passed since I showed and told what's happening!

The Big One and I strolled and prowled, then Cat-Grass Season ended...
Then, then and then I've been inside cat-nap dreaming with Chameleon, except for strolling these halls and quick nose-pokes outside every day. Maybe the Big One will snap a picture of me soon.

Here's a pic showing what's outside now--except today's sharp shadows for any Groundhogs:

Last Cat-Grass Season I played and stalked and basked (under) here!

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Cat-Grass Season where are you?

Tortoise Cat: I'm mew-zing Cat-Grass Season will spring in a shorter while! The Chameleon dreams deeper all winter and when I join in we fly through muscle-twitching, startle-full adventure after adventure. Yes, I fly on griffin dream-wings and Chameleon shape-shifts into a dragon (or whatever)! But awakening every day, I long to prowl our grounds around here! During this saddening, maddening shivery season I oversee much from the window. Then, the Big One and I begin strolling outside anyway. But back down to earth my paws usually pause at ice and snow barriers.

Look here -- I helped the Big One snap pictures showing me in my favorite territory-watching window:

The "critter-tree" behind me is still leafless and birdless, but squirrels play in it daily.

Turn your back and a bunny bounds by!

EYOW...Let me snap-play too, OK?

Can I sit still for a moment? OK.

There's my favorite scene -- evergreens cheer me, while I await fresh Cat-Grasses.

Chameleon: I stirred from my dreams long enough to compose those "cat-capture" captions, I'll have you know.

Friday, December 14, 2012

New place: But Cat-Grass Season has passed again

Tortoise Cat: Here we are in the next, bigger, wilder territory the Big One promised we'd inhabit so many longer whiles ago. EYOW! Truly, I am stunned, Chameleon. But Cat-Grass Season was already all but over when we arrived -- grass shoots may be bright green some wheres around here, but the flavors are napping, just like the pale yellow patches.

Chameleon: Well, let's romp through what Sun-FUN moments do dawn, then deep-cat-nap dream on through the longer dark whiles.

Tortoise Cat: Chameleon, we can romp inside, too, day or night. Look -- this shelter includes built-in mountain ledges and cliff edges!

Chameleon: Certainly, play mountain climbing and cliff diving, Tortoise Cat! Soon, maybe, the Big One will grow you some succulent cat-grass indoors.









Fleeting memory: Windy days best for rushing up trees

On a gusty, late October 2012 day this happened...


Tortoise Cat: Chameleon, I rushed up a tree in the breezes, then down head-first, then rolled both ways, then munched cat-grass -- fun! Now I'm heading toward the shrubbery to hide from stronger wind gusts.

Chameleon: OK, Tortoise Cat. Sun fun!




Saturday, October 13, 2012

Tortoise Cat discovers Cat-Grass with drizzle is tasty too


Tortoise Cat: Strolling in the drizzle I gnash ever-tasty cat-grass before this long, favorite season suddenly freezes over -- yummy tastes glaze the blades -- worth wetting my paws.

Chameleon: Oh, many bright days are still ahead before the real chill-shift to Nap-and-Dream Season overtakes our world, Tortoise Cat.

Tortoise Cat: OK. So...Why did the Big One travel and return recently Chameleon?

Chameleon: Territory checking...!  

Tortoise Cat: OK. But did the Big One find a territory where Cat-Grass Season grows all-year?

Blurring improves the taste of Cat-Grasses, too!
Drizzle blurs our world while adding flavors!



Sunday, March 11, 2012

Tortoise Cat's latest troubles


Tortoise Cat: The Big One said we are experiencing technical troubles blogging, but all I crave is fresh wild Cat-Grass.

Chameleon: This will be a short blog post, looks like. But shiny, tiny green sprouts are pushing up beneath our paws here. Wait some more days and we'll smell the grasses!

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Tortoise Cat complains blogging is less fun than most catty activities

Tortoise Cat: Chameleon, isn't it easier to live than blog about life? When the Big One is away, though, I feel like complaining.

Chameleon: Yes, big ones often blog to complain, but that's optional. Short stories and impressions are more fun to commemorate, I opine.

Tortoise Cat: Well, Chameleon, my impression is that the ground is icy and frigid while the air is warmer, but Cat-Grass Season is still days of whiles away from NOW.

Chameleon: We didn't see any shadows on Groundhog Day, but the day after was brightly sunny, I recall, so maybe the grasses will sprout early for you around here, Tortoise Cat.

Tortoise Cat: The biggest Raccoon snuffled the window last night and we agreed warmer days cannot arrive too soon.

Chameleon: Another story is how you watch from inside the big, tall window how the critters and birds keep gobbling the nuts and seeds the Big One replenishes every day, but when you creep onto the steps, they all scurry and flap away -- wary neighbors they all are around here, still.

Tortoise Cat: But those stories are putting me to sleep already, Chameleon. Dreams -- already beginning to dazzle and blur life -- seem much more fun and exciting suddenly.

Chameleon:OK then, let us cat-nap until the Big One returns.
Tortoise Cat: ZZZZZZZ!

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Tortoise Cat contemplates blogging more during the next Cat-Grass Season


Tortoise Cat: Chameleon, I want to blog more often, starting soon...perhaps when the new Cat-Grass Season begins.

Chameleon: Cat-Grass Season is some long whiles away still, Tortoise Cat.

Tortoise Cat: OK, Chameleon, let us cat-nap-dream on until green grasses sprout.

Chameleon: OK, we'll just post a few pictures of you not blogging yet.

Tortoise Cat: OK, but pass the catnap first, please!




Friday, November 11, 2011

Tortoise Cat: EYOW -- Cat-Grass Season is over!


Tortoise Cat: Chameleon, Cat-Grass Season is over. This new home territory is some colder than wherever that was we lived before, isn't it?

Chameleon: Yes, Tortoise Cat, there are more critters and trees here, but fewer degrees. The Deeper-Dreaming Season -- my favorite -- has begun.

Tortoise Cat: EYOW, I dread the frosty, icy stones stinging my toes!

Chameleon: But, remember, you have some more cushions here, too.

Tortoise Cat: EYOW, I meant to learn hibernation. Maybe during the next Cat-Grass Season I shall succeed.

Chameleon: Dream on it, Tortoise Cat!

Tortoise Cat: Now Chameleon, can you blow some of your hot air on my paws while I tiptoe-rumpus a while in these amazing, smelly grayish-purple leaves (that the Big One insists "glow golden, orange and yellow")?