Harvesting the Potatoes!

Here are photos of my two recent potato crops.  They are little guys, 'cause they only grew for a couple of months... I found some old sprouting spuds in the back of the fridge when I was moving out of my old house.  I thought, hey, why not stick them in dirt and see what happens, and lo and behold, now I've grown my first potatoes!  

Wonderful fun.  Next year I will do it again, with an earlier planting so they have time to grow to full size.  It is such fun digging them up - like digging for buried treasure!!

The first bunch I dug up, a couple of weeks ago:

And my second harvest, which I dug up yesterday:

Gorgeous Chester

Here is Chester, photographed yesterday as he perched on top of a fence, framed by a bluer than blue New Mexico sky with a fluffy white cloud in it, and some nearly naked branches from a nearby aspen tree.  Such beauty!

Chester Likes The New Heater...

Well, he likes the box the new heater came in, anyway...

Chester In The Flower Pot

It's a good thing I didn't plant tomatoes in this pot in the front yard, as I'd thought about doing, because Chester has decided it makes a very comfortable bed!

Chester's Prayers

When I arrived home from work yesterday morning, I found Chester on top of the refrigerator, with his paws together in a position of prayer.

I wondered what he was praying about, 

but whatever it was, he chose to keep it private...

Chester, Part 2...

Well... Chester, the handsome orange kitty I introduced in my last post, is really making himself at home here!  I was walking around the kitchen a little while ago, and happened to look up, and discovered Chester snoozing in the cat bed on top of the fridge!!  I still don't know if he is my next door neighbor's cat, or if he might be a stray who actually needs a home.  It occurred to me last night, when he was also in and out of my house, that if he is the neighbor's cat, he might be unhappy at home because of Crazy Simba being there.  I can't imagine Simba being at all pleasant to a new cat in the house!   So maybe Chester is just hanging out here to get a little peace, without having Simba glaring at him...  Whatever the issue is, Chester's not telling me.  Here is on top of the fridge, where he still is as I write this:

Chester Comes Calling

A gorgeous new kitty appeared in my yard yesterday.  He stayed around my house most of the afternoon and evening, and I even spotted him IN my house twice, once helping himself to a snack up on my cats' feeding table!  I don't know who he is, but I suspect he may be the adopted brother of Crazy Simba, my next door neighbor's cat.  I had recently heard they now have an orange & white cat, but I'd never met him.  I have no idea what this cat's name is, but I've begun calling him Chester.  He's a sweetie.  Here are some photos he posed for yesterday: