Life with cats, and other things…
13th June, 2021 It's always so nice to see colourful flowers in the field. But Summer is so not my time of year! For me, it's a time when there is too much happening. That mostly means the out-of-control garden . But summer has always been a challenge. As a child, my asthma attacks were … Continue reading Losing one’s tribe
0638/28th March 2021 06400654 Yesterday, the half-cleaned windows irritated me so much, I decided to damn well clean them till they shone. And today, after that brilliant start at 0638....down pouring rain. Of course. . Depression. The kind I have is 50% chemical imbalance. To be honest, I'm not sure how out of balance my … Continue reading Keeping control
0700/19th March 2021 or 1200 according to my confused camera Throughout the night, it howled and moaned and roared like a great lumbering beast in its death throws. It rattled the windows, whistling through all available cracks, clattering the porch furniture and creating a veritable symphony among the wind chimes. Suddenly, mid-morning it stopped dead, … Continue reading Wind
0710/17th March 2021 Everyone's got a pet peeve. Maybe several, in fact. For me, hands down, it's BANKS. Banks are a source of annoyance and anxiety. Always have been, always will be, for me. They are designed not to care for your money, but to remove it from you. In whatever devious method they can … Continue reading Banks!
0722/15th March, 2021 Having pulled myself out of the rabbit hole I was about to plunge into on Saturday, I seem to have turned around, catching my foot on the rim and plunged straight back in. It's been a while since I explored the depths of my particular rabbit hole and I don't like it … Continue reading Riding it out
Toby is not daunted by snow. He dons "M"'s old coat and off he goes. Dear old "M". He was such a character. He was the manager of my foster care. Is there a point in posting pictures of pets long gone? Is there a point to memorials, like this bunny which contains the ashes … Continue reading Triggers
12th January 2021 Bleak, a good way to describe the way I felt yesterday. As hard as the sun struggled to brighten the day... ...grey cloud came to swallow it up... ...and my mood sank with it... ...not quite to despair, but certainly to tears and gloom. Returning to bed was an option, to wrap … Continue reading Bleak
... "Double bag it. Put it in the trash." So crass. Reminder of the dandelion, Under the West Seattle Bridge. Mud splattered, downtrodden, Ignored,unwanted, invisible. Except to me. ... The contents of the bag? Too sad, and such bad Timing Oxy withdrawal, Negative thoughts. ... How cruel Perverse timing can be. A sad event When … Continue reading Dandelion day
When I was finally free, at age 29, to live my life as I saw fit, more or less, I found that I had no social skills to guide me. I had not learned how to live among people my own age, for that matter, any age or class. I had no idea what was … Continue reading No regrets
"That was all about anger," said Grant this morning, referring to last night's fireworks which were louder and more numerous by far than any we have previously heard here. I agreed. I had exactly the same thought. They were not "fun fireworks". They were set off in quick succession, a fast series of loud bangs … Continue reading Fireworks!
