Life with cats, and other things…
1706/8th September 2024 . It's a little hard to concentrate on anything when you are waiting for news that may be dire. Having used that word, I should emphasize that I realise it is a matter of perspective. Dire is something devastating. Murder, rape, pillage or a world war, none of which are currently on … Continue reading Farewell Tinks
0609/7th May 2024 . It doesn't take long for the scene to transform dramatically. The first crop of dandelions soon turned to seed. . Standing proud in the afternoon sun, they seem to say: "We have a right to be here!" . When I was a child, dandelions were unwelcome in gardens. A relative of … Continue reading Four years
1435/1st November 2023 Breaks in the afternoon cloud provided another set of late Fall images on Wednesday. The day that had started with snow. . When I take pictures that please me, I often hear my father's voice tut-tutting: "Out of focus, against the light, poor composition, etc etc etc." Here, I liked the dark … Continue reading No choice
2nd November 2023 Snow from the previous day brought down carpets of gold all through Cambridge. . . Maybe this was the gold at the end of that rainbow. . It was the perfect day to get a photograph of the chicken coop. It is no longer occupied and for the longest time we tried … Continue reading Vibrations?
12th May 2023 "The hurrieder I am, the behinder I get." It was a cartoon caption, in a newspaper I think, a long time ago. My aunt saved because she identified with it. I do too. Ridiculous, isn't it, for a retired person to feel this way, but I swear my days are getting shorter. … Continue reading Keeping up. Or not.
6th April 2023 It was my own fault of course, for mentioning hairballs. This morning I lost count of how many I scooped up before breakfast. As I washed up the dishes, there was more retching, but this I discovered was because Grant had found some grass to ease Sophia's dyspepsia. That she had it … Continue reading Knots
0857/4th April 2023 At the kitchen sink cleaning up, as ever, the latest kitty mess, I espied a new visitor sitting on a twig without. Reluctant to scare it away by going for my camera, I was satisfied with enjoying the brief pleasure of viewing a Mockingbird. As I "talked" to it, it tipped its … Continue reading Hairballs
0840/10th January 2023 Just enough sunlight leaked through this morning to cut a stripe on the hill across the way, so of course I abandoned the washing up and went outside. Only to be accosted by: Actually, that's not quite right. In fact, I noticed him on top of the sumac bush, fishing for I … Continue reading Strengths and feathers
In the middle of recent mechanical "issues", we were suddenly confronted with potentially, a much more devastating one. On Wednesday morning, Grant suddenly announced "something is wrong with Toby." Toby is our only male cat and he keeps a very low profile, so when Grant said this, I had to make a point of locating … Continue reading The decision
The height of our tornado It was ironic that my last post talked of owning twelve cats because that was the last day that I did. Own twelve cats. Now I only own eleven. This was our Colin last Summer. He loved arm chairs Colin loved to play He liked to meet people. He would … Continue reading Stormy weather