So much to blog, so little time.

I've mentioned before how my job has cut down on my blogging time... I guess you've noticed, huh? I can't believe I haven't posted anything over here since March 11th! I'm going to try to get into gear and back into regular blogging again. In the past few weeks, I've moved out to the Spartan full-time, let the cats go in and out as they please, got more cats which have yet to be moved out there, watched my peas grow, put down half my living room floor only to discover that Lowes no longer carries that color tile, and had the "road" flooded out so that I can't drive in and out (again), but this time with my car trapped on the wrong side of the flood. And now for all that, once more, with photos:

Kitties exploring the yard


Krosp, stalking something.


Heelix embraces the wildcat within


She's having a great time out there!


Half of my living room floor is down, and apparently this brand and color of tile are no longer produced. My choices were a lighter and cheap-looking green faux-marble tile from Fred's, or the same brand as the above tile but in black. I bought black, and am just going to have a weird-ass living room floor.


Monday morning, as I was headed to work, I had to get out and snap this.


This is the latest batch to join what will (eventually) become Brierpatch Cats.


There are two ways to the Spartan. One is longer, but you can (usually) drive closer before reaching the flooded area. The long route is navigable in the car 85% of the time. Today, this was the road one usually must drive down when going the long route. We opted against it.


This is my mom, standing at the beginning of the "short" route in.
It's navigable by car about 10% of the time, so we rarely go this way, but if we were going to have to slog in from the highway on foot, we figured the short route was the way to go.


Yeah.


We brought Brin, but not my puppy, Koala (she refuses to swim)


Pants rolled up over the knees still got soaked.


The land (and Honey, standing in the rain instead of the barn)


The Spartan and the cat-shack are on the highish and dryish part of the land. It's hard to tell from this distance, but there are several moronic cats hanging out in the yard getting wet.


Meanwhile, Bagira was being wise and staying inside.


As was my poorly named feral, Tabby 1.


And, of course, numerous kitties such as Krosp and Heelix were cozied up inside the Spartan.

My peas are doing well (the spinach never amounted to anything),
and the garden area is in the high spot. At least for now.