Wednesday, 10 April 2013

way past my bedtime

Spring has finally sprung here in good ol' Nova Scotia and thank goodness for that 'cause I was beginning to wonder.  I was beginning to wonder if it might stay cold for...  forever, or something like that.

I had to keep a close eye on that ol' man winter.  He kept wanting to stick around.  I think he thought he had squatters' rights or something.  Finally, I put my paw down and said, "Mr. Winter...  GO AWAY!"  He must have listened 'cause I do believe he has finally gone.  Watched the last of the snow receding the other week.  And boy-oh-boy...  talk about a dawdler!  I thought I was watchin' a glacier move, or somethin' like that.  Yup.  It took that long.  Had to have a few naps in between spells of watching it leave.  There's still a little mound of the stuff in front of the garage, where the snowplow guy piles it high when he does the driveway, but that will go soon enough, I think.  It had better go!  I've had just about as much of the white stuff as I can take for a bit.  I'm ready for spring and all that it brings.

You know, I've been doin' my daily garden inspections and have found that the garden is ready for spring, too.  For quite some time now, the hazelnut bush has been blooming.  At least I think it's bloomin'.  Ol' peepers says they're blooms but they don't like flowers to me.  For starters, they're brown.  Who ever hear of brown flowers?  I mean...  sure, if they're all shrivelled up and dead 'cause the peep forgot to replace the water in the vase...  well then...  yeah, brown is to be expected.  But when they're still alive on the bush, one expects to see a little colour or something.

To be honest, I don't know if the hazelnut is a bush or a tree.  It kind of looks like a bush but it's gettin' super tall, like a tree.  Maybe it's a really, really tall bush.  Or perhaps it's a really, really short and squat tree.  I don't think it knows what it is.  But whether it's a bush or a tree, I sure am hopin' it will bear some nuts this year.  I'm thinkin' we might be in for an especially good season of squirrel TV, if it does.

And as those of you who follow me on Facebook already know, I've been watching the daffodils very closely, waitin' for them to bloom so that I can pose with them and have the peep take my picture.  So far, the only ones to bloom are little jonquils growing in a pot in the house.  MOUSES!  They're just tiny and there aren't enough of 'em for proper posin' material.  The peep likes 'em, though.  Personally, I'm waiting for the big ones to bloom outside.  Those are the best ones to use in my picture posing sessions.

The peep has been paying attention to the arrival of spring, too.  Lately, she has been hauling potted rose bushes out of the garage each morning and hauling them back in, every night.  Seems like a lot of foolishness to me but she thinks it's necessary.  I'm not sure that roses think so, though.  They're already fighting back, you know.  Just yesterday, one of them gave ol' peepers her first rose bush scratch of the season.  I say first 'cause I'm sure there will be many more to come. 

I've also noticed some additional roses in my office.  It's okay, I like to look at 'em when I'm workin' on my blog.  I think the peep is gonna pot 'em up in bigger pots to go outside when it's warmer.  You know...  once spring has been around for a little longer and whatnot.  And once the nights are warm, too.  The nights are still pretty chilly.  Too chilly for roses in full bloom, I'm afraid.

I'm lookin' forward to warmer nights, as well.  I like getting to be out in the evenin'.  The other night, I stayed out until almost midnight!  That's way past my bedtime but it was still on the mild side and I was havin' so much fun that the peep let me stay out late. 

I wasn't alone.  My brother Seville was with me and we played and we played and we played.  We chased each other around the driveway and then we chased some leaves 'cause there was a bit of a breeze and some old leaves that never got raked up last fall were blowing around.  I love chasing leaves!  It's one of my favourite things to do, you know.  The peep left the light on by the side door so that we wouldn't be in total darkness.  That was good, I think, 'cause it was too cloudy for there to be much moon or starlight.  We had such a great time!  I wanna do that again and really, really soon.

I'm so looking forward to more evenings like that.  I'm gonna ask the peep if I can have a later bedtime, I think.  After all, it is my birthday in just a few days and I'm gonna be ten!  That's like...  mid-fifties in peep years.  Surely when one is in their mid-fifties, one should be able to stay up later at night.  I mean...  ol' peepers isn't even that old.  If she's allowed to stay up past midnight - and she is - then I should be allowed to stay up past midnight.  I really think a later bedtime would be appropriate.  Don't you agree? 

23 comments:

  1. We have just started our Spring season this week too - Winter forgot it was time to go to sleep.
    Luv Hannah and Lucy xx xx

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  2. Of course I agree - we kitties needs to stick together - *puts paw down** we can stays up as longs as we wants
    P.S. I hopes u haz a pawsome birfday - any pawties planned??

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    1. Hmmm... don't think so. At least, if the peep is planning something for me she hasn't told me 'bout it yet. purrs

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  3. Spring has sprung around here too! We think the peeps may let you up a bit later. Since we are insiders we wait for Dad to dose off and then check things out through all our winders.
    Hey Nerissa we have TreBushes or BuTree's here too. What is up with that?

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  4. A later bed time sounds right to me Nissy,xx Speedy

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  5. My hoomin friend says that when she was little, she could only stay up to 10:00 p.m. I hope u get to stay up really late! :)

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  6. dood...sinz day lite savins time iz heer ewe shuld bee a loud ta stay up til 1 de next day but even tho it iz de next day ewe will still think itz two day coz itz like nite time still sted o bee inn day lite which we think if we iz knot mizz taken how day lite savins time came bout in de furst place coz catz wuz wantin ta chillax outside under de stars N sew sum bodee made a rool N they they said go for it...

    :)

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  7. Oh your birthday in a few days, we just gotta have a pawty :) My bedtime now, nite nite xx00xx

    Mollie and Alfie

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  8. Hey wait!! Who you callin' "old?" My peep is 57!!!! MOL!!!!!!

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    1. And, at fifty-seven, does your mom get to stay out as late as she likes? Bet she does. So I should be able to, too. purrs

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  9. Well you should be able to stay up later if you want. I get to stay up until 11:30, but sometimes I sneak in some more wake time!

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  10. You need to start a petition, but even if a bill or law were passed we're never going to get to stay out after dark unless were on the screened deck. If we sneak like Mauricio did last night, we'll be grounded FOREVER. But were glad you are seeing signs of spring and having some good frolics. Purrs and hugs from the kitties at The Cat on My Head, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Josette

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  11. We are looking forward to warmer nights too. How fun to have a hazelnut bush tree! :-)

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  12. Wes gots spring here, slowly but surely
    Kisses
    Nellie

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  13. I completely agree with you! And it does sound like a fab evening, wish I could stay up til midnight!!

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  14. We haven't seen spring over here, Nerissa, just a little temperature raising. I'm getting 10 years too in a few months, then we're just as old... I mean as young as Granny ;)

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  15. Happy Spring! The kitties here determine their own schedules. Wart wakes me up in the middle of the night (yelling) for a snack. Scooter chooses late night to haul her toys around while singing opera.

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  16. We stayed up late tonight, and made the mistake of looking out of the window - yikes - snowing. It isn't worth staying up for, meaning dat snow.

    Purrs,
    Mindy
    Moe
    Cookie
    Mike

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  17. Of course you can choose what time you can go to bed, Nissy. You are a mature kitty. In fact even immature kitties can, cos kitties rule! ;)

    We are seeing some signs of spring too! :)

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  18. Ten, huh? Me, I'm about to turn nine--I guess that must be about the 49 or 50 mark? Yeah, I guess I'm getting a little middle aged spread (although the Human says that might have something to do with the Outrage that was perpetrated upon my person last August). I have always been a big-city cat & not allowed outside, but the Human grew up in a smaller town and she remembers summer nights as the best times of all with bedtime at like MIDNIGHT!

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  19. We are in complete agreement about that WHITE STUFF. Whew, we think we finally chased it off down here too. We have some nice window whiffin' going on this weekend and Faraday got to go out on his harness on the deck for a bit yesterday (WOOT).

    Allie, of course, being the more RESPONSIBLE feline, was out on her own recognizance with dad while he worked on a Project.

    We have never seen hazelnuts before - and we're all for quality Squirl TV. Must speak to our mom & Dad about that....

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  20. why yes, of course, later bed time is certainly called for at this stage I would think Nissy. And your garden will be back in no time 'cuz peep #1 is committed! No, I don't mean like "that"...heh...heh

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