A brilliant "Green idea" from Zeeks

With all the talk of global warming and climate change, our thinking dog Zeeks has come up with a "Green idea" for a environmentally friendly product.

I don't know what caused him to come up with this new thing. Maybe it is greed, maybe frustration. But Zeeks seems to have developed an after breakfast style of urinating in the dog plates.....and with perfect aim too. He collected quite a few oz. of the yellow fluid in two of the plates the other day!

Zeeks :"OMG finished already!" while Jiggy is still at it.

Tunda guards breakfast from Queenie

I didn't see who actually did it, but PL said "that sounds like something Zeeks would do". Maybe just to distract the others so he could get a bite out of their food, or to mark the plates so the others think they all belong to him. He's done similar things in the past.

Rebel patiently waits for breakfast ....Gooood booooy!

At first I was annoyed and quickly washed out the plates dashing the contents int the nearby shrubs. But then it hit me. What a great idea Zeeks! Dog piss is a great fertiliser, and it's free, no processing needed, just add water and apply! Why not retrieve and package Zeeks' collection for use in the garden. Now I'm encouraging him to do it.

So look out for it, coming soon to your nearest plant shop "Zeeks' Wonder Water plant food".

Blessings to you and do come again!

Oh! the beautiful Poui tree!

“Trees are poems that earth writes upon the sky...” - Kahlil Gibran

Our yellow poui tree has given us a real treat this April..........

Shedding her leaves, she burst forth full

with fine, feathery, yellow flowers.
Branches extended to the sky
as if in praise to the one on high.
Are they praising Easter, praising spring,
Praising the sunshine after the rain,
or April showers to come again?

Once a year she flowers,

sometimes not all at once.
Her green turns to yellow,

bringing a smile
to the faces of friends and passers-by
who stop a while to ponder

her glory and her wonder.

Bees, wasps, butterflies,

all are in their glee.
We haven't seen you for a while

Mr. humble bumble bee.
Birds and lizards prancing
glad for her display.

They listen to the buzzing
as they anticipate their prey.

After three days of show,
flowers fall without a sound.
Gentle breezes help to lay

a yellow carpet down.

So pretty in their fallen state,

soon turn to mulchy brown,
then mowed and raked they meet their fate

of nurturing the ground.

And when another year is passed

she puts on new, green growth

to be shed again for yellow

in the cycle of rebirth.