That was Maurice yesterday, helping me as I trimmed the confederate rose. No matter where I am in the yard or what I am doing, she always shows up, absolutely and completely uninterested in me or what I am doing, or so she says. She's my faithful little tiger cat and I do love her strange and confused soul. Right now she has one eye that is weepy and red around it but I am treating it with antibiotic ointment with golden seal mixed in and it is getting better. She probably got in a fight as tigers will do.
Our 2023 began quite well. Mr. Moon went duck hunting and no one ended up in the hospital AND our old and very dear friends Karen and David came by for a breakfast visit. It was incredibly good to see them. They live in Tennessee but have kin right down the road from here and so we get to see them occasionally. We catch up on all the news of kids and grandkids, and each other. I love them so much. At one point when I was making breakfast and we were all in the kitchen, Karen said something that moved my heart so much I had to go and hug her hard. There are people on this earth that we must be meant to know and love. We find them and we just know it and even if you see them only rarely, the connection is still so strong, so real that there is no denying it.
I made us a big old Sunday breakfast with biscuits and sausage and eggs and grits. I put out the rest of the tomato gravy I'd made and home made peach preserves. It was a feast. And then they had to get on the road back to home.
I did a little more yard work this afternoon. Not too much, but it was prickly work because I was trimming the sego palms. The people who lived here before us planted these things right in front of the front porch and I am not sure why. I have nothing against a sego palm, even though they are not truly palms at all (we have discussed this many times) and although they are interesting and ancient plants, they are a bitch to trim due to their prickly leaves which can slice through a glove and deliver a puncture wound, and every time I trim them I get a rash on my forearms.
Do you know what this is?
The male Segos grow an extremely masculine cone which sends out a pollen that pollenates the seed of the female.
So I do not mind the plant in and of itself but it's really not the most appropriate plant to have growing in front of a porch. And we have many of them. I did half of them today and got a garden cart full of fronds.
If nothing else, it's real good food.