maybe tomorrow...

 Busy days with a couple of very spoiled kittens!

They play hard, and they sleep hard.  Really hard.

Even trying to grab your OWN nap will draw a crowd.  Group naps are the best!

They're slowly getting to explore the rest of the house, about thirty minutes per day, during Calliope's morning nap.

Meanwhile, we're easing into early summer.  The early morning living room window view shows how much the trees have leafed out in a single week, from this:

...to this:

In another week or two, we won't be able to see the neighbor's barns at all - just a sea of green.  

I've been picking away at the garden, but without much interest.  It's not really a surprise.  A pattern since childhood: I hyper-focus on a hobby and completely immerse myself in it, sometimes for a year at a time, only to lose interest after spending tons of time and money on supplies and lessons.  The good news is that I always cycle back through my hobbies.  The bad news is that when I'm in a no-interest phase, I have...no interest.  Here we go again:  I have plowed fields, tons of seeds, seedlings bursting out of their containers, and beautiful weather.  And I think:  ugh, maybe tomorrow.  

Poor babies!

At least I have some surprise re-seeders from last year.  Mountain mint is perking up nicely along the fence.  Anise hyssop, beloved by bees and hummingbirds, is also coming in, lush, in last year's patch.

Bupleurum...

...and poppies...

...are thick.  There's a part of me that thinks, "Quick!  Dig up clumps and re-distribute them.  You can have a huge, healthy plot that way!"  And then not-interested me pipes up:  "Ugh, maybe tomorrow."

Yes.

I'm just going to focus on things that I *do* enjoy outside:  Borga romping with Todd...

Claudia's head popping up in a field...

Orioles migrating back through...

Grosbeaks too!

And more things coming up...without any assistance at all from me!

Yes!!

Have a great week!