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gure id="aae0"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*-tmC7LGiJMlbXjmNKkq0rQ.png"><figcaption>Photo by <a href="undefined">Susan Alison</a></figcaption></figure><p id="4616">The houses in this street are all different pastel colours too! Fab.</p><figure id="cd24"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*5_qzkiKkW35mwEiDNP2Qjw.jpeg"><figcaption></figcaption></figure><figure id="0353"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*wEK1tm_o9XSiwK4VLgjR_g.png"><figcaption>Photos by <a href="undefined">Susan Alison</a> — left is the privet hawk moth caterpillar — Sphinx ligustri</figcaption></figure><p id="cc34">PupperJack found this caterpillar (above left) under the arbour seat just as I had visitors in the other arbour (above right). He then made a terrific nuisance of himself because he wanted to eat the caterpillar.</p><p id="0b9c">He always wants to eat everything! But he couldn’t be allowed to eat this caterpillar. Especially not in front of guests. Especially the sort of guests who belong to a Butterfly Conservation organisation …</p><p id="2735">It wouldn’t do at all!</p><p id="20c4">So we had a bit of a hoohah trying to keep him from trying out new edible delights. (No worries — the caterpillar remained uneaten.)</p><figure id="5574"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*hkE2XhlKg5QZqN0Yi2fF1w.jpeg"><figcaption>Painting by <a href="undefined">Susan Alison</a></figcaption></figure><p id="401b">I was introduced to some cat poems this week and can’t quite believe I’ve not come across them before. And, no, I’ve not seen ‘Cats’ either.</p><p id="ce7b">My education is full of socking great holes!</p><h2 id="b591">‘The Naming Of Cats’ by TS Eliot (1888–1965)</h2><p id="52bd">The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter, It isn’t just one of your holiday games; You may think at first I’m as mad as a hatter When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES. First of all, there’s the name that the family use daily, Such as Peter, Augustus, Alonzo or James, Such as Victor or Jonathan, George or Bill Bailey — All of them sensible everyday names. There are fancier names if you think they sound sweeter, Some for the gentlemen, some for the dames: Such as Plato, Admetus, Electra, Demeter — But all of them sensible everyday names. But I tell you, a cat needs a name that’s particular, A name that’s peculiar, and more dignified, Else how can he keep up his tail perpendicular, Or spread out his whiskers, or cherish his pride? Of names of this kind, I can give you a quorum, Such as Munkustrap, Quaxo, or Coricopat, Such as Bombalurina, or else Jellylorum- Names that never belong to more than one cat. But above and beyond there’s still one name left over, And that is the name that you never will guess; The name that no human research can discover — But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess. When you notice a cat in profound meditation, The reason, I tell you, is always the same: His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name: His ineffable effable Effanineffable Deep and inscrutable singular Name.</p><figure id="3c1a"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*ckszqmiw8tHd-6tBAO9Xlg.jpeg"><figcaption>Photo by <a href="undefined">Susan Alison</a></figcaption></figure><p id="df9e">PupperJack has now decided he, too, must have an:</p><p id="cf4e">ineffable effable Effanineffable Deep and inscrutable singular Name.</p><p id="c9bf">Above — see him looking all inscrutable.</p><p id="1e07"><a href="undefined">Dennett</a> started the Photo-a-Day Challenge to help combat the pandemic blues. Since then many others kindly share their week with us:</p><p id="bdf1"><a href="undefined">Erika Burkhalter</a>, <a href="undefi

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Are These Goji Berries — also known as Chinese Wolfberries? Are they Growing in the UK?

Goji Berry plants originated in the Himalayas

I spotted these hanging over someone’s garden fence. I had to look them up. The closest I could get was goji berries. But do goji berries really grow here in the UK?

Why, yes, yes, they do! Good grief. I think I might have to get some for my place! Wow! My own goji berries!

Actually, on editing this story, I couldn’t help but go forthwith and order my own plant. It’s on its way!

Photos by Susan Alison

Lots of Septemberish flowers bloom everywhere in the neighbourhood — geranium, sedum, clematis, Busy Lizzies, Michaelmas daisies.

PupperJack and I show them our appreciation as we trot around the block on our constitutional. We reckon appreciation helps flowers bloom.

Photos by Susan Alison

We passed doggo in the window and exchanged friendly vibes with him.

Photos by Susan Alison

But then, we passed the silent cursers hurling insults at PupperJack that only he can hear. I’m on tenterhooks the whole time — both to see if PupperJack will actually see the cat (and go apeshit) and then to see if it’s one of these attack cats.

Some cats aren’t content simply to watch their age-old enemy trot by without seeing them — some cats leap out and charge us. It frightens the life out of me.

I tend to pick PupperJack up and run like a crazed person down the street in the hope that not seeing a dog in front of them will stop the attack cats from chasing us.

Photos by Susan Alison

These houses are on the other side of the main road — the Dark Side, as PupperJack and I call it, where we venture on a Sunday. Their soffit boards are totally fancy over there! I think they’re soffit boards, those bits … ?

Photo by Susan Alison

The houses in this street are all different pastel colours too! Fab.

Photos by Susan Alison — left is the privet hawk moth caterpillar — Sphinx ligustri

PupperJack found this caterpillar (above left) under the arbour seat just as I had visitors in the other arbour (above right). He then made a terrific nuisance of himself because he wanted to eat the caterpillar.

He always wants to eat everything! But he couldn’t be allowed to eat this caterpillar. Especially not in front of guests. Especially the sort of guests who belong to a Butterfly Conservation organisation …

It wouldn’t do at all!

So we had a bit of a hoohah trying to keep him from trying out new edible delights. (No worries — the caterpillar remained uneaten.)

Painting by Susan Alison

I was introduced to some cat poems this week and can’t quite believe I’ve not come across them before. And, no, I’ve not seen ‘Cats’ either.

My education is full of socking great holes!

‘The Naming Of Cats’ by TS Eliot (1888–1965)

The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter, It isn’t just one of your holiday games; You may think at first I’m as mad as a hatter When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES. First of all, there’s the name that the family use daily, Such as Peter, Augustus, Alonzo or James, Such as Victor or Jonathan, George or Bill Bailey — All of them sensible everyday names. There are fancier names if you think they sound sweeter, Some for the gentlemen, some for the dames: Such as Plato, Admetus, Electra, Demeter — But all of them sensible everyday names. But I tell you, a cat needs a name that’s particular, A name that’s peculiar, and more dignified, Else how can he keep up his tail perpendicular, Or spread out his whiskers, or cherish his pride? Of names of this kind, I can give you a quorum, Such as Munkustrap, Quaxo, or Coricopat, Such as Bombalurina, or else Jellylorum- Names that never belong to more than one cat. But above and beyond there’s still one name left over, And that is the name that you never will guess; The name that no human research can discover — But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess. When you notice a cat in profound meditation, The reason, I tell you, is always the same: His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name: His ineffable effable Effanineffable Deep and inscrutable singular Name.

Photo by Susan Alison

PupperJack has now decided he, too, must have an:

ineffable effable Effanineffable Deep and inscrutable singular Name.

Above — see him looking all inscrutable.

Dennett started the Photo-a-Day Challenge to help combat the pandemic blues. Since then many others kindly share their week with us:

Erika Burkhalter, Anne Bonfert, Tracy Aston, Lisa Bolin, Juan O. Aguilera, David Wade Chambers, June Nguyen, Mia Verita, LensAfield, Barbara Radisavljevic, Diana Lotti, Barb Dalton, Kim Zuch, K. Barrett, Penny Grubb, Ellie Jacobson, Shruthi Sundaram, Jillian Amatt — Artistic Voyages, Vidya Sury, Collecting Smiles, Ann James, Louise Peacock, Jane Frost (Jane Grows Garden Rooms)

(If your name should, or should not, be on this list, please let me know.)

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