Spring has come and once again I find myself master of my garden. Making sure the song birds behave themselves, joining them for a chorus or two up in the apple trees. Making sure the four crows that come calling don’t make too much noise.
Sid quote: Always look on the sunny side of life and find something to be glad about.
You grow in grace and beauty.
with blossoms of pink and white.
So colorful and full of cheer,
right outside my window.
Birds sing songs of joy,
early in the morn,
hopping about your branches,
while my cat Sid,
on the window sill –
tail swishing to the beat.
Apple tree so lovely,
be it in the sunlight
or by the light of the moon.
Sadness overtakes me,
to think that soon,
will be blown away by the wind,
creating swirls of white in the air,
but in their place –
apples will begin to grow.
Then I know,
my Sid cannot hide among the blossoms anymore,
but he can better see.
the dances the birds,
upon the branches do.
Sid quote: When sitting outside beneath a tree make sure there are no crows getting ready to bomb you.
I sit upon the shelf and keep a vigil out the window for true signs of spring. As mom says in her poem once everything starts blooming I am up and out the door. High up in a blooming apple tree I can hide and know can bother me.
The rains have come
and washed the snow away
I march on out
into my garden to see
once spring comes along blooming
the apple trees burst forth in white blossoms
along with the pear
and in mid-spring white blossoms
magically fill the air
the smell of spring
is wafting all around
and white clouds
in the sky appear
with the snow gone
it does give me hope
as the sun’s rays
are now warm upon my face
my cat has found a patch
of sunlight on the window sill
with greenery all around
is happily listening
to bird choruses in the apple tree
And once May comes round I’ll be able to climb up on the windowsill and smell and see all those wonderful blooming lilacs. Still just a bit to go and with spring it will all begin.
Now deep in the winter,
I sleep and dream,
dream of my days in the sun.
When out in the garden,
I could have some fun.
The days are now gray and dreary,
it’s hard to even find a small,
But I dream of when the grass,
won’t be cold beneath,
my padded, little feet.
When it will be lush and green,
then my smile will say it all,
I will once again climb,
the apple trees so tall.
It will all be fun again,
having my days in the sun.
All summer long,
in the garden you would wander.
Singing with the birds,
in the trees.
up apple trees.
Roaming the garden,
your spring and summer paradise,
soon only memories will remain,
as autumn rains set in
and the cold winds start to blow.
First of all thank you for liking me, I’m a good fella really I am. I do believe my kitty heart’s in the right place. You know actually I’m a philosophizer and a dreamer. Let me take you through the seasons.
See in the fall I wonder about how long it will take for the leaves to fall off the trees completely and how long I still have time to climb them and hide way up there. About how much longer it will be before all the birds will fly away and leave me with the dumb pigeons and cawing crows and if the same birds will return next year. I mean you can tell one cat from another but how can you tell those feathery flying things apart. Anyway then I’ve also gotta have my outdoor time before it gets really cold and I freeze my ears and paws off. Love hiding under the wheelbarrow to see if I can pounce on any field mice running through the garden.
Then comes winter and I wonder how long it will be before I can’t dig up the ground outside anymore and when the snow will come. There is nothing worse than jumping out the kitchen window and landing into a huge snowdrift. Hate that but if I’m prepared I can just run out the door and along some of the paths in the garden my papa usually shovels out.
Then of course there’s spring. When I like to sit on the windowsill and listen to all those birds out there singing. Can’t understand a word but the music isn’t bad. Now I’ve been taught the occasional mouse is alright just don’t touch the birds. Got me waiting for the trees to become completely green before I can hide up high in the branches. Love doing that and surprising some of the birds. That’s lots of fun.
Now summer’s got my mama constantly running around searching for me because I’m outside period. Love it because there’s so much to do and see and so many places to hide. So what else can I tell you? Life’s good.. Anyway just thought I’d drop a line. See a real nice spot to catch some shut eye in. Meow, Sid
This is what Sid looked like after an extremely tough day. In the morning he made his rounds in the garden. Then had a hearty breakfast and played run along the fence with the neighbor dog Arno, who lives directly opposite.
Sang with the birds on the wire.
Worried a bit about the gray sky thinking rain was coming but the sun came out again.
A crow came and taunted him to play, who can reach the top of the tree. Sid got up pretty high, like he always does but then that darn crow just let out some caws and flew away. Sid got down, had a hearty dinner and dragged himself off to bed. The picture above shows a very tired cat after a very happy and full day.