If only I had hands to open the front door...

I dream of birds and spiders and lizards gobbled up,

Leaves under my feet and burrs in my wild fur.

Ooommm...

On the wings of a dream,

Spirited away through the glass, 

Into the open beyond

of catdom nirvana.

Wind parting my fur in short chilly blasts,

I race in circles on the dewy grass,

to catch the angel with bright orange wings.

Around and around and around I go,

Up and down up and down, 

look how high she goes!

Wait

Wait

!

Did I hear let's eat?

Wingless once more,

I leave my window perch,

Mosey on over to my eating dish

For a gentle rub under my chin,

down my back

 and up my tail.

I'll reward her later

with

muffin making,

head butts

and

drooly purrs 

she simply adores.

I'm Charlotte FeatherBender ~

A dabbler in window shopping

for free range robins and black-capped chickadees,  

while 

observing the comings and goings

of little fourth acre gardens.

Charlotte's Journal

Monday ~ Watched mommy in the garden today picking persimmon mash off her shoes and the ground.  I think she was cussing, but couldn't hear well through the glass window.  Watched her plant columbine under the persimmon tree to attract hummingbirds, but what good are hummers if I'm not allowed out to catch them?  Fruit missiles were dropping to the ground all around her, but it became boring when none of them hit her.   She dragged herself around all day complaining about planting plants; then after dinner she ordered some more.  What gives?!?

Tuesday ~ Mommy woke up today with a headache, neckache, backache, armache, and feetache.  I'm glad I'm not a people.  Breakfast was cold food from the fridge.  It's already dark and that thingamagig is two numbers past the number dinner is served.  I meowed for half an hour for daddy to help, but he just said 'what a cute kitty you are', patted me on the head like I was a dog and left.  Men!

Wednesday ~ Mommy had mint Milano cookies for breakfast with her Assamy tea.  Since she was thinking outside her box I was hoping for a fresh robin in my food bowl, but it was just stinky turkey mash :'(  She's at the opposite end of the garden today working with a pick ax.  I thought it was plant bee balm day, but she said she had to prepare the bed first.  I prepared her bed first for me by kneading it with my little tootsies, pulling threads everywhere until it was fuzzy soft, and went to sleep.  It gets tiring watching mommy work.

Thursday ~ It rained today or so I thought, but it was just mommy with the watering hose drowning all the pots.  The handyman appeared late afternoon to fix all the mistakes from the week before, but only had time to fix one.  I thought mommy said she was going to fix him too, but maybe I was wrong, cause she left daddy in charge, and disappeared until dinner was served.

Friday ~ Mommy received her twenty-four plants today, and came dragging back in when the sun was no more, plopped a can of chicken bits into my dish and climbed into her bed with a terrible groan that made me high tail it right to the doorway.  'I want to write a blog post', I said.  'Whatever', she said.  'Are you going to proofread it', I asked?  'Who cares', she said.  Mommy should plant in the garden more often :`)

I was hoping for lovely photos of me to show off my gorgeousness, but Mommy's latest is just life beyond my window.  Strained my front paws editing all those endless pics of  bees and butterflies and bees and bugs and bees and ugly bugs.  Okay...maybe I fib a bit...I accidentally kind of lost a chunk of them in the recycle bin delete when I got a little fuzzy brained and impatient.

This delectable little tyke is a Red-banded Hairstreak Butterfly,

or so it says in mommy's notes.

Today's all about the Aromatic Aster

 that attracts insects as much as does goldenrod

Fiery Skipper Butterfly...looks tasty!

Nature's Deck Litter

Smallish Common Eastern Bumble Bee

Mommy says she's never seen so many honeybees

 as this year in the asters.

I was hoping for a hop-skip-jump from her as she mingled with them, 

but she's a bee whisperer...

it's more fun shredding the carpet than watching mommy work.

Yummy...a fly, one of my favorite natural foods.

Leaf-cutter Bee

In the garden, mommy thought this was a bee.

Looking at the photo, she thought maybe a wasp, sort of...

The eyes weren't right.

Now she thinks it's a Hoverfly of the family Syrphidae.

I'm a cat - just looks like a chewy bug to me.

Goldenrod Soldier Beetle

lost in the Aromatic Aster.

Pigging out on nectar.

What a messy pollen polluted face!

Things are always better on the other side of the flower.

Wheee...

Wheee...

Wheee...

Wheee...

Wheee...

Okay...okay!  Got a little carried away.

Whew!  That was tiring spinning back and forth.

One giant leap for bugkind!

Had to search through a zillion file folders

 to find two photos worthy of displaying my precious beauty.

Mommy says the camera hasn't found a way 

to fall in love with me yet.

The camera's had six years!

I think that's just what bad photographers say.

What do you think?