Flowers In The Autumnal House: September 2012

What a weekend, blue skies, puffy clouds, red quinoa and black bean salad, coffee with a stranger and now FITH.

It was difficult actually getting out and in the door to get the flowers.  Both the front and back doors are zealously guarded by a kitten just waiting for anyone to open a door a 1/4 of an inch.  Then zoom out the door and a merry chase begins.

GG is better at blocking. She used to be a goalie she likes to tell Gus, he won't get by her.

I didn't play soccer so the only thing I can block is an unwanted phone call. But if/when he gets out I can follow the big fluffy tail through the garden and then pounce.

Today I followed the tail and clipped some September blossoms, then combined them with a few stems of garden roses and snowberries from the shop.

The sedum, hydrangea, yarrow, fennel, bits of herbs and foliage are ours.

As is the kitten.

( GG says Lucy looks photoshopped in, rest assured I don't know how to do that)

The bedroom got a jug filled with that beautifuly scented white iris, verbena, mandevilla vine, lysimachia, echinacea, asclepias, hardy begonia and more herbs and berries.

I'm pretty sure you know these arrangements didn't go together as easily as usual.  There were kittens on the counter, knocking leaves and flowers on the floor, tasting things that weren't good and rushing into the back room to wash the  bad taste down with water. Phew.

The sweet potato I had found starting to bud a few weeks ago and had placed in a jar on the kitchen windowsill now resides on a high shelf in the loo.

They haven't found it here. 

Yet.

Once the counter was cleaned off and the floor swept clean of their mess I got to gather up the leftovers and make my favorite kind of arrangement, a nosegay.

And on the coffee table sits a packed pot of roses, hydrangea and berries from a coworker for my birthday.

Both Lucy and I love to look at it. Gus loves to pull the berries off and knock them around the floor.

We are all very tired from our day in the yard and are going to bed now. 

Hope to see you all bright and early.

If you hear a knock at the door and a meow or two, let us in.  We're here for the party.

And we ain't leaving till you throw us out.