The top of the Terrarium is Benny's (Benicio del Ghatto) favorite place to nap.
He's up high. He's in a warm place. And he is able to watch the wildlife playing outside the front window.
His hair also finds its way through the two small vent holes in the top in large enough quantities to decorate the inside.
I've never been able to get good pictures of the inside, but it is filling in.
I only have Ficus and Peace Lilies so far, but they're doing okay.
In fact, the Peace Lilies are doing better than okay.
This one is getting ready to bloom!
This is a shot of the 'Conservatory.' Again, It's not a very good picture, but you can just see on the right where we have expanded the space.
The expansion is really just a door jamb about eight inches deep, but it gives me a much better working space.
. . . And here is another one of my little friends.
The Oven Bird
- Robert Frost
There is a singer everyone has heard,
Loud, a mid-summer and a mid-wood bird,
Who makes the solid tree trunks sound again.
He says that leaves are old and that for flowers
Mid-summer is to spring as one to ten.
He says the early petal-fall is past
When pear and cherry bloom went down in showers
On sunny days a moment overcast;
And comes that other fall we name the fall.
He says the highway dust is over all.
The bird would cease and be as other birds
But that he knows in singing not to sing.
The question that he frames in all but words
Is what to make of a diminished thing.