Thursday 13: The Fairy Trail at Bullington Gardens – Part 2

Last week, we began our tour of the Fairy Garden at Bullington Gardens.  The trail is beautiful, and there’s a lot to see, so join me as I take you along for Part 2 for this week’s Thursday 13.

1.    Fairies aren’t the only magical beings on this trail.  We’ll begin at the Woodland Park, which is shared by fairies and gnomes.

2.    There are quite a few gnomes along the trail, like this one resting on a bench.

3.    The gnomes even have a yoga studio. 

4.    This little friend is tucked away on a branch right next to Frogtown.

5.    Here’s one of the residents of Frogtown.

6.    Next, we come across even more gnomes.

7.    The gnomes even have a lake house.

8.    The magic continues with the Enchanted Forest, shared by fairies and gnomes.

9.    Next, we come to the Unicorn Meadow.

10. Along our way, we pass some cute little mushrooms and a butterfly made from stones.

11. Next, we come to the Fae Shed, shared by gnomes and other friends.  Of course, I was happy to see that they have a cat.

12.  We meet some more gnomes as we continue along the trail.

13. Finally, we end at Santa's Workshop.  

Join me next week as we finish our journey along the fairy trail. 

 

Feline Friday: Good News from Theodore’s Checkup

For Feline Friday, all you have to do is post a picture, drawing, cartoon, or video of a cat.

Since I mentioned recently that Theodore went to the vet for a cough and was scheduled for a re-check, I wanted to let you know that the infection is gone and Theodore is back to being in great health.

The vet said his lungs sounded great!  They still want us to give him Laxatone a few times a week to make sure it doesn't happen again. 

Theodore was born in the vet’s office, and he grew up there, so he gets treated like a celebrity whenever he goes back.  I think, by the time we left, everyone had carried him around, snuggled with him, and taken pictures of him.

Theodore loves going to the vet! 

Thursday 13: The Fairy Trail at Bullington Gardens – Part 1

I have wanted to visit the Fairy Trail at Bullington Gardens for years, but we kept missing it.  Every.  Single.  Year.  This year, though, I was determined to see it, so we went last Saturday.

It was so much better than I expected (and my expectations were high)! 

The trail is beautiful, and there’s so much to see.  So, for this Thursday 13, I’m going to take you along on the Fairy Trail.

1.    The magic begins at the entrance to the fairy trail.

2.    We’re reminded that we’re never too old for fairies.

3.    Little fairy doors are nestled in lots of the trees.

4.  Some are ground level.

5.    Some are reached by stairs or ladders.

6.    There’s even an elevator.

7.    You learn the fairy code along the way.

8.    Next is the International Church of Peace. 

9.    Everywhere, there are fairies going about their day.

10. There’s even a little fairy clothesline.

11. Some fairies are camping.

12. Look how cute the little fairy camper is!

13. There are fairy houses in all shapes and sizes. 

Join me next week as we continue along the fairy trail.  

My Quest for Water

Does it sometimes seem like it’s really hard to get everything together and get out the door on Monday morning?  

It does for me.  It seems like whenever something breaks or I leave the house without something I need, it happens on a Monday.  This brings me to today’s quest for water.

Shortly before leaving for work this morning, I filled up my water bottle and set it on the kitchen counter.  Then, I made my PB&J sandwich (one of my go-to choices when I didn’t pack or plan anything the night before) and packed it in my work bag. 

I arrived at work and unpacked my laptop and notebooks, but no water bottle.  It was still sitting on the kitchen counter.  Thus began my quest for water. 

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I went downstairs to the vending machine to buy a bottle of water.  

It was out of water.

Next, I walked to another building to buy a bottle of water from that vending machine. 

It was also out of water. 

My next stop was the cafeteria.  

I was finally able to buy a bottle of water!  

The elusive bottle of water!

Tomorrow, I will be double-checking my work bag to make sure I packed my water bottle! 

So, what about you?  Are you more prone to forgetting things on Monday?  

Here’s to the rest of the week being smooth for everyone! 

These have nothing to do with my quest for water, but they're pretty, so I wanted to share them.

Feline Friday: Sassy

For Feline Friday, all you have to do is post a picture, drawing, cartoon, or video of a cat.

This week, we’re going way back to my very first cat, Sassy.  My parents had a cat, Butterscotch, when I was born, but around the time I was nine years old, I started reading the Mandie books by Lois Gladys Leppard.  I was obsessed with them.  The main character had a white kitten named Snowball, and I decided I also needed a white kitten to name Snowball.  That’s when the begging for a kitten began.

My younger sister, Gabby, not to be outdone, decided that she also needed a kitten and that she wanted hers to be a Siamese kitten. 

We begged incessantly. 

Finally, one night, we were told to come into the kitchen because Mom’s friend, Pam, had brought a surprise for us.  It was a pet carrier, with two tiny little kittens (they each weighed 2.2 pounds) in it.  Unbeknownst to us, our parents had decided to let us have our kittens, but weren’t about to take us to an animal shelter, knowing we’d beg for ALL of the kittens.  So, they put the word out that they were looking for two kittens.  Pam got the two kittens from someone’s neighbor, and they were in pretty rough shape; malnourished, covered in fleas, etc.  But to us, they were perfect.

One of the kittens was in the front of the pet carrier, hissing at everyone, and the other one was cowering behind the one doing all of the hissing.

Gabby immediately announced that she wanted the hisser.  I wanted the one who was cowering. 

Gabby immediately named her kitten Koko.  I deliberated for almost two full days before naming mine Sassy. 

Koko was the adventurous one, always getting into everything.  By the time they were a few years old, Sassy was very calm and loved chilling out and being brushed. 

This was around the time that my parents decided to get birds, and we ultimately ended up with eight parakeets (that’s another story for another time). 

The difference in Koko and Sassy’s personalities really showed in their reactions to the birds.  Koko quite literally climbed a wall in an effort to get to the birds.  Sassy could not have cared less about them.  Don’t worry, none of the birds were harmed to get this picture.  My dad set it up to demonstrate just how lazy (his word, not mine, I thought Sassy was perfect) he was. 

Sassy looked at the birds, but that was pretty much it.  She liked her food prepared and served in a dish, thank you very much. 

Koko and Sassy both lived to be 15 years old and were the cats that set Gabby and me on our way to being cat ladies.  In some ways, Gabby has stuck with choosing the feisty cat, and I’ve stuck with choosing the scared cat. 

Incidentally, over thirty years later, I’ve still never had a solid white cat, and Gabby has still never had a Siamese cat, though neither one of us thought Koko and Sassy were anything less than perfect.