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Friday, October 8, 2010

October roofscapades

I woke up this morning to the sound of something running across the roof and opened my eyes in time to see the cat leaping from the roof down across the high little windows of the bedroom, and onto the lower level that abuts the terrace. A big, happy leap. Bad cat. He is not allowed up there in his silly little sweaters, and we have barricaded the way from the table on the terrace to the roof, or so we thought. Jumped right over it.

We will have to do better tonight. He once came home without his shirt, which Vince found later hanging off the old rusty fire escape next door, which leads to El Bandido's summer residence. And he sometimes gets an arm stuck in the sleeve, so: visions of cat falling from roof. Not good.

If you don't know why the cat wears a shirt or who the Bandido is, please submit a complaint.

Herewith, some October strawberries.



The New York sky is a quintessential blue at the moment.

I shall pick some of the berries to put in a posy to take to the nArchitects tonight for dinner. Strawberries, plectranthus, parsley, thyme, Mexican cherry tomatoes. A funny, terrace posy.
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6 comments:

  1. JohnOctober 8, 2010 at 3:54 PM

    Unique. I know of nowhere else I can read about the cat that came home without his shirt, the Little Wanderer.

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  2. Sherri B.October 8, 2010 at 4:54 PM

    Estorbo! Will we ever be able to trust him to keep out of trouble? There would not be a dry eye if anything were to happen to him.

    How fun is that having strawberries in October.

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  3. flwrjaneOctober 8, 2010 at 5:11 PM

    No complaints from me.

    Sweet posy.

    xo jane

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  4. meemsnycOctober 8, 2010 at 5:15 PM

    Wow! You still have strawberries! Nice.

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  5. MonicaOctober 8, 2010 at 6:36 PM

    Been searching online if your strawberry "fern" is available here in Germany. No luck so far. Have come across the variety "Seascape" that is also suppose to be everbearing. I love the idea of nibbling on strawberries for such an extended season. We have fields here just across the road and mid-May to the end of June we have them daily. I am always sad when the season ends.

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  6. UnknownOctober 8, 2010 at 8:25 PM

    Autumn is the most perfect season in the northeast. The air is crisp and clean. The wet blanket humidity of summer has evaporated. The garden is clearly happier -- the late roses, salvia and aster burst into bloom, and even summer lovers like heliotrope seem to enjoy the more moderate temperatures for a last hurrah. And they all seem to linger longer in bloom. Autumn in the northeast has an exquisite soft loveliness made more so by the knowledge it will end sooner than we want. And it's heaven to savor the air and not miss the air conditioning. Surely be-shirted tom-cats can't be faulted to feel this as well and get drawn out into the cool autumn air for the sake of some end of season mischief.

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