We had a pleasant weekend at Rosings Park.

I did as much thinning of trees as I possibly could with a hatchet and a pruning saw. Toto and Nemo supervised my work. (I need to borrow a chainsaw from somebody in order to convert these branches to firewood.)

While I sawed and hacked, Kris planted things. With more than half an acre, it's difficult for her to find enough plants to fill every empty space, but she's working on it. All of the cats enjoy time spent outside with Mom and Dad. It's Family Time.

Toto, however, is easily spooked.

Family Time is best when there are no interlopers. When Flash comes around, Simon is quick to protect us.

Nemo had a particularly exciting weekend. First, he had a heated conversation with Walnut regarding the proper roles of cats and squirrels.

(Yes, the above photo is blurry. I still can't get the hang of autofocus on my new camera. Plus, these were low-light conditions which means slow shutter speeds or large aperatures or, as in this case, both.)

On Sunday, Nemo protested his empty food dish by finding his own breakfast.

We met with our bathroom contractor. We had dinner with the Gingeriches. We watched The Incredibles (which I enjoyed even more this second time around). I killed Troggs. Kris knitted. And in the end, I slept ten hours before getting up for work this morning.

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