D.O.P.-T. (day before yesterday)

I think I'm now feeding the distinguished old ginger tom of long body and very long tail. On the mornings when the catfood has not been entirely eaten and I leave it to be finished, that's who I later glimpse hanging about. Today he was instead hanging about in front of the house miaowing to be fed early. The dog went bananas barking out the window. Unfortunately she's supposed to be being kept quiet.

D.O.P.-T. (yesterday)

It's December already. (I just caught myself thinking I ought to turn over the page on the monthly calendar we had on the fridge last year.) One of the two houses that were shoehorned onto the site of the old farmhouse around the corner is already lit up like a riverboat.

D.O.P.-T.

There was some wind and rain last night. Coming home, I noticed the arums are popping up in the leaf litter in the bed at the side of the driveway. And that a cotoneaster that was brutally lopped is busily growing new spiky stalks.