Berry! That cat looks surprised to be part of an Easter Basket! Ha ha. Kitty -- you will be forever in jumanji land, I guess! I wish I could see your whole yard when it's all planted and blooming. I bought a blooming pot of dahlia cafe au lait last yesterday and when most of the blooms were done I planted it, got a few more blooms. And now I see new foliage! So maybe it will be spectacular this year. I have some interesting glads coming from Bluestone Perennials and a bunch of dahlia seedlings I got from Floret year before last -- but have no idea what they'll look like! I also want to try astrantia because I always see it filling in on Gardener's World with Monty Don and some Austin photos. I had to google to see what the plant was. I've never seen it in my area, so probably it means it won't thrive here. But I want to try!

quick story before bed. Or two. First -- yesterday there was a terrific banging on my front door. Three little girls stood there and asked me if I wanted a brownie. I asked if they were selling, and they said, no, just would I like one? So I said, "oh, you're giving them away?" and then they handed me a cut out paper letter E that was colored brown, and I laughed and said, "April Fools!" and they laughed and ran away. Second story, today, more sedate knocking revealed the two little girls who live next door, and they asked if I would come to their "soup kitchens" and have some soup. I asked if they were selling it, and they said "no, it's free." So I toddled up the hill to their house, where I was asked to sit down and place my order from the menu. They had two different "restaurants" set up, so I had to do this twice. First I had to wash my hands with soap and water using a bowl provided. Then some water was ladled into a bowl, and I got to choose my ingredients from the menu. So ended up with two baby carrots, a sugar snap pea, a sprig of rosemary, and an apple chunk in my water. Nice! Now I wouldn't have to make a salad for dinner! Then their dad brought me a glass of wine. Even better! Then I had to go to the younger sister's restaurant, and she repeated the process, except I think she must have mixed up the soapy water and the soup water at some point, so I was trying to hide my vegetables to get rid of them later. And she asked how I enjoyed my soup, with both feet on the table and a finger in her nose! I think she's about 3 or 4 now. I am chuckling again just thinking about it. Good night!