Cats, Cats, All the Cats

Well, close, anyway. Pictures of cats and barn kittens from the last month or two. It’s been quiet around here for health reasons—turns out the foot isn’t broken but they’re still sending me to a specialist to find out why it’s still double size—but at least there’s still cats.

Bella, she of the Loud Voice and the Cuddly Temper. Youngest barn cat.
Blackie, She of the Sharp Claws and the Even Sharper Tongue. Oldest barn cat.
Blackie’s kittens were explorers. Particularly the two blue boys.
We managed to find homes for all six. Five out of six are now barn kitties elsewhere.
Rumour has it, though, that the two blue boys are more living room kitties than barn kitties.
Happiness is a nest of kittens.
No, seriously.
Miv, He of the Big Tummy and the Smug Grin as he Eats Your Dinner. Not a barn cat, probably descended from a potted plant and a sofa cushion.

June’s garden pictures

This summer continues to be colder and windier than average, but nonetheless, the sun came out enough in June for me to get at least a number of good flower pictures.

I also managed to acquire a bone bruise on my left shin (at least I didn’t break it, so there’s that!), so horse pictures are in short supply this month as I sit quite still and quietly swear to myself about the pain.

Bee garden. Feed them!
We turned a patch of the lawn into bee paradise, planting wild flowers native to hedgerows and meadows and doing absolutely nothing to them but let them grow in peace. The result is beautiful and the bees love it.
Clematis flowers
Our pink clematis is singing on its last verse and will likely be replaced next year. It did manage two beautiful flowers all the same.
yellow columbine
Columbine is one of my favourite flowers, wild or domesticated. The plant as a whole is not much to look at, but the flowers are little pieces of intricate art.
blue columbine
Of course, blue is my favourite colour so blue columbine is even better.
hay harvest
June is also the month of the first hay harvest. When I was a kid we’d all help out and it still works that way today. Of course, all I’m capable of doing is sitting on the first bale and shouting encouraging things to the workers, but it all counts, right?
bee garden
The bee garden quietly turned itself into an ocean of cornflowers.
cornflower
Blue is my favourite colour. Guess my favourite flower?
bee garden
It just keeps getting more and more colourful.
black kitten
In the barn, Blacky’s kittens are growing up and will be leaving home soon. This one’s still up for grabs, incidentally. She’s adorbs and playful, and loves people.
stripy kitten
This little girl is also still unspoken for. She’s a bit more cautious but loves licking faces.
grey kitten
This girl was the first to be claimed. She was only a few days old when one of the barn girls adopted her.
stripy kitten
Look at my pretty little face. You know you want me.
blue kitten, stripy kitten
The two blue boys are spoken for as well. They’re going to be barn cats!
grey kitten
First to get picked, first to the top. She’s insanely active, this one.
bright night clouds
June gave us the curious nightly phenomenon of glowing skies. This photo was taken at 1 am. The sky was really that bright.
bee garden
Pink is bee friendly.
rose
For those bees of a more sophisticated taste we have roses in bright orange and bright yellow. Sitting outside is like being steeped in rose perfume at this time.
Morning glories
These are wild morning glories that we brought the seeds home from Malta for, years ago. They don’t look much like the morning glories we’re used to, but they’re pretty!

 

New toys are great!

Getting to know my new camera is great fun! Here’s my best first shots.

Startled kitty is startled! Piv is not convinced that the camera lens can be trusted..
Startled kitty is startled! Piv is not convinced that the camera lens can be trusted..
Miv posing like a pro.
Miv posing like a pro.
I'm still not trusting that, says Piv.
I’m still not trusting that, says Piv.
The colours go boom boom boom!
There are surprising amounts of water in Spang Å at this time of year. Technically, the river is the part inside the fences. The rest is dry pasture. Technically.
There are surprising amounts of water in Spang Å at this time of year. Technically, the river is the part inside the fences. The rest is dry pasture. Technically.
This one is the favourite of the day. I do love my blue glass bottles so when they catch the sunlight.
This one is the favourite of the day. I do love my blue glass bottles so when they catch the sunlight.
Begonias like flowers on fire, with blue glass in the background. Fantastic colours!
Begonias like flowers on fire, with blue glass in the background. Fantastic colours!
Just, wow.
Just, wow.
Sharpness on tiny details? Check.
Sharpness on tiny details? Check.
So... very... sharp.
So… very… sharp.
The resident swans decided to check out what I was doing.
The resident swans decided to check out what I was doing.

All photos © 2019 Birgitte Heuschkel.

The Murderkittenz meet the sun room

This past week was kind enough to sport a few days of bright sunshine and high temperatures. We promptly took the chance to introduce the terrible two, the murderkittenz Miv & Piv, to the sun room of our new house here in Pjedsted.

The sun room has been closed off since we moved in in November last year. It’s essentially ‘just’ an outdoor area fenced in with tall glass windows and a roof, with no insulation or heat of its own. But now April is here, and it’s time to start enjoying it!

Piv loves high places. The higher up she gets, the better. It didn’t take five minutes before she jumped around and explored the rafters.

But of course she also needed to explore on the ground level.

The previous owners of the house left various pieces of oldfashioned tea sets sitting around the rafters for decorative purposes. I think it looks rather neat so I didn’t remove them. Piv has not disappointed me: Of course the littlest murderkitten is too dainty to push things off shelves.

Miv, on the other hand, is keenly aware of his own eight kilos, and has not even made the attempt to get up into the rafters. He explored ground level carefully instead.

The kitchen window opens up out into the sun room. The kitchen window is now cordially known as Miv’s personal cat door.

This is how Piv gets up there. Sproing!

Even the top rafter, with almost no crawl space, was thoroughly explored. Many flies were caught. The sun room is also now guaranteed spider free.

Cats aren’t the only people who love basking in the spring sun. The husband and I took lunch out there while the kittenz explored.

Gotta admit it. Miv may not be small and elegant like his sister, but in his own steamroller fashion, he’s a handsome cat.

Piv remains the porcelain doll of the house, though.

That window really is fascinating. You can be outside in the sun and at the same time keep an eye on everything in the kitchen. This means you can sunbathe and beg for treats at the same time. Awesome!

Pictures by me, myself, and I.