The grass is still looking green now, but in late summer
it will turn golden, hence it's specific name is Goldtau
Merlyn was our previous cat, a wonderful cheeky bugger who has a penchant for eating my ornamental grasses, and this one in particular. When he sadly died, it seemed fitting to bury him with this grass.
The 'Grass-Merlyn' is a take on a friend who used to tell his child who loved our cat, stories of 'The Adventures of Cat-Merlyn'. So Cat-Merlyn was a nickname, and therefore he, resting with his favourite plant to chew on, he became Grass-Merlyn.
The plant was looking so good with it's new flowers this morning. It made me happy that I have this very special memory of a most wonderful cat companion.
Cat-Merlyn, who decided to have a snooze mid-harvest. Coz cat.
