D.O.P.-T.

When I went out to retrieve the Sunday Chronicle this morning, Mama Violet was lying in the cat bed on the chair on the porch. Unfortunately she scrammed completely when I came out with breakfast; humans have totally spooked her.

It wasn't so hot today and the online air quality map showed us with adequately clean air, so I vacuumed inside the house and in the back porch and then swept and clipped enough to make a much-needed layer on the top of the food compost. I also swept the sidewalk and trimmed back the pink flowers; with some trimming off of oleander seed pods, I should have enough in the green waste bin to put that out tomorrow.