Down at Chase Field in Phoenix groundskeepers were preparing for tonight's contest of the Mighty Arizona Diamondbacks and the (reigning World Champion) San Francisco Giants. The dadblasted Giants have won three of the last five World Series so it's about time for the Diamondbacks to have their turn.
Up here, at Catalyst's Castle, spring is continuing it's growth pattern.
The Redbud tree is becoming greener by the day as leaves replace the purple flowering buds.
The Rocketman Russian Sage is taking off like crazy after being hacked to the ground by my gardening expert, aka She Who Must Be Obeyed (SWMBO). As I told her the other evening as we were enjoying drinks on the patio, you can practically see it growing as you look at it.
I like to sit out on the front patio to greet the various dog-walkers who pass by.
My Faithful Companion, Blackwell, would love to join me but since we know him to be an Escape Cat he is confined to the house. He has to satisfy himself by getting as close to me as he can. Whenever I go out the front door I find him patiently waiting for me just inside when I return.
Muggles caters more to SWMBO, taking an afternoon nap on her bed.
"Will you get that blasted camera out of here. I'm trying to sleep!"
The front patio is off limits to not only Blackwell but me these days too.
A pair of warblers has built a nest atop one of the pillars and I've been told to give them their privacy for the birthing season.
Perhaps building their nest right next to this smiling sun face will give them better luck then the finches who nested atop another pillar last year.
So, life goes on around here, my occasional intrusions on it notwithstanding. Mother Nature seems to be telling me to just "leaf" it alone.
