I wish I could have photographed Lady Brown having a midmorning nap right in the middle of the crocuses! She looked so cute lying there, so picturesque, so relaxed, and behind her waving in the morning breeze were these pinky purple crocuses. However I was in the middle of transplanting some thymes and decided to just enjoy watching her.
She’s been napping off and on, waking only to move to a warmer or cooler site. It was a bit cool this morning so she started by lying in the sun, and then when she’d sufficiently warmed up, she got up and chose a shaded spot. This went on several times, each time she’d explore the garden for a different sunny or shaded spot. I suppose she’s trying to find her favourite napping places. Or perhaps she could have been keeping an eye on me as I went about the garden, pottering among the plants. She’s already accepted M as the leader of the pack — when he went back to the house after her first meal, her gaze kept following him. It’s truly lovely having a dog again – it’s been 21 years since our last dog.
She’s advanced to stepping up to the veranda for her water and food that we’ve set at the top of the steps. But she won’t go in any further. I’ve placed a soft rug for her to sleep on, but she prefers the nest she’s made all the way in the back garden, from the dried palm thatch that had been stacked there. But if it rains… perhaps she may be more easily persuaded to come in out of the wet. Still… we’ve made excellent progress. She tolerates being petted, but shies away when hugged. Will Lady Brown brave coming in to the veranda tomorrow? Hmm… we shall see. Slowly, slowly is our modus operandi.
Today’s garden surprises: an orange mushroom growing from one of the oldest olives. This is an unedited photograph – the colour is truly that brilliant.
The first arum lilies are in bloom. There are arum leaves everywhere so when they all come into bloom, it promises to be spectacular.
Oh, and I almost forgot – I was checking up on the feijoas, as I do every day, to see which one is ripe enough. This one had a purplish stain so I cupped it to have a look and it fell in my palm — a sure sign that it is ripe. We had it for dessert, but it could have done with one more day’s ripening.