Dogwoods and Ginkos and Maples. Oh, my..

 

Meet #15. This little thing was the last one to be planted this weekend. Those little pines are so darn cute. I wanted to just keep them in the house as pets. 

The bigger trees are just sticks right now. I'll be anxiously watching for signs of life. 

While we were digging I could feel someone or something watching us. It was Louise, nestled in the tree debris. She is our remaining inside/outside cat from the big litter we rescued years ago. She hardly goes out anymore since she lost her hearing but she was apparently interested in what we were doing out in the yard. I don't think she was impressed. 

In sad news, I killed Betty White. I had used part of her to get this last loaf started and somehow when I moved her remains to what I thought was a clean jar, I put her in one that contained some dirty old onion skins. I had been making soup on the counter earlier and somehow some skins must have ended up in the bottom of the jar. Ick. Thank goodness Brown Betty is still going strong. 

I've been using her to make Rosemary/Parmesan crackers. If I never make another loaf of bread I would be fine as long as I can make these. They are addicting.