I was awakened this morning by a cat clawing deep into my left big toe. Bad Kitty (a.k.a. Henry) crawled under the covers and decided to attack me in my sleep. He ran away when I yelped and kicked, but a few minutes later he came back to sharpen his claws on the side of the bed. So I whacked him with a pillow.
These pictures have nothing to do with my feline alarm clock, but they are pretty. The whole family worked in the yard yesterday; we mowed and edged and swept and planted some new plants. Ryan even came over and got started on the decking of the tree house. I love spring.