Tag: Gardens at Effingham
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Meet “Most Beloved” Cat: Her Backstory Writes the Tales
How Did I Come To Be Most Beloved? The Garden Shed Once upon a snowy winter’s evening, a little boy found me shivering and terribly hungry. I hid from the bitter cold under a garden shed, but the little boy cried out to Mommy, “Mew, Mew-Mew, Mew” over and over until she peeked down to…
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Cat Naps and Winter Dreams: Is it Spring Yet?
Winter Daydreams Eagerly await mail for seed and flower garden catalogs to arrive Bring in mail and start an ongoing (and ever-towering) stack of winter dreams Pile up all garden books, magazines, journals, and catalogs Gather a soft, snuggly blanket (preferably one that looks good against all my white fur) Get excited and open several…
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A Cat Sleeps in Our Garden
A Cat Sleeps in Our Gardens Days fall short now, time cutting across day’s light, night coming too fast—before supper, before work can be done, before we are ready. Gardens have been put to sleep—by us, or by nature—and while inside we work by light, outside, this early darkness awakens late fall’s chill. Against this…
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Paradise Lost
From the Journals of Most Beloved November 17, 2019 Sunday, cold now, but beautiful and sunny earlier But now is not beautiful. Now is a somber moment where heart heavy, I share a sad moment. In gardens that ordinarily bring joy throughout the seasons, today brings only the cold chill of finding the harshness in…
Victoria & Vivaldi: New Kits on the Block 