Resa’s Tree in the background. Dale’s Peach Tree blooming in the middle. Charlotte’s Plum Tree blooming on the right.

Friday mornings are the same as any morning with coffee brewing, my morning concoction dissolving in a glass of water on the counter, waiting for the vinegar. And, of course, the cats were wanting me to top off their jug.

Loki: “I can’t look! Silver has his tongue stuck again!

Silver: “I do not have my tongue stuck!”

Silver: “Are you praying mean prayers about me, Loki?” Loki: “No! Only you pray mean prayers. I just can’t stand watching you get your tongue stuck. That’s all.”

Silver: “Don’t look at me like that, Glenda! You and Loki are always conspiring against me.”

“Uh! Paparazzo! Are you going to top off the jug or just stand looking like a stupid, long-haired redneck?”

Gwendolyn: “Pssst! Loki? I think Glenda has been brown-nosing il Poparazzo!. Glenda: “I can hear you, Gwendolyn!”