This is the sight that greeted me as I came downstairs just after 5 AM this morning:
I did come thumping down the stairs this morning – I am always delighted to reach the first floor in one piece without having any coffee – which caused him to turn around and try and see in the windows next to the door. Fortunately I managed to avoid being seen; when I am spotted there is lots of meowing and a lot of sad looks.
Many of the seedlings have been brought upstairs and put on a rack. It started raining so we couldn’t put them outside earlier this week, but they’re going out today:
J has also planted the hops in pots outside below this sun porch:
We are growing three types (and by “we” I mean, of course, J and I am just taking associated credit.) The vines grow 18 feet high, on average, so they’re on the ground underneath the highest wall of the sun porch so we have a spot we can string trelises from the top to pull them up. (I also hope that it will provide a little bit of shade on a room that is hard to sit in during the height of summer, even with all the windows and doors open.)
The area around the hops is pretty much empty since they go up rather than out, so J decided on Monday to plant more herb seeds – cilantro, basil and dill. He of course had help:
He said it would have gone much faster without a cat climbing into his lap. I’m still trying to figure out when exactly I turned into a cat lady without actually owning a cat.