It was 6 PM and we were hungry. We knew there was a nice can of food calling us. But the keeper was only interested in her Sunday NYT. So we stared her down with our most pitiful looks until she looked up in surprise and said, "Are you hungry? OK, Let me water the plants!" Human logic is odd. So sure enough, we had to wait until the plants got soaked and you know how long that takes. Finally we heard the can opener and we sauntered in, feigning disinterest. When she went out to check on the plants, we ate. We also suspect that we are eating the same turkey that W is complaining about at Merrill Gardens. We hope it is not their leftovers, or they are not eating cat food!
The keeper came back in all excited about her harvest. Take a look, it won't feed a bird, but it's her first harvest of some native berry. Smaller than a raspberry, same design though. She forgot to water the plants so there may not be too many more berries.
But she also found the neighbors' clematis had climbed the fence and was having a little fling with another one of her native plants along the driveway fence. We thought it is prettier than the plant it is visiting.
The keeper was also quite expressive about her friends C and L and their incredible hospitality whether it is in Seattle, Canada, or Mexico!
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