Life with cats, and other things…
0658/28th September 2023 Trudging solemnly out to the field behind Grant, I heard a flight of geese honking. Crows were calling out raucously as they do when I take nuts out in the morning. Otherwise, there was nothing to mark the procession of two sad humans. . Gimpy-crow and its mate were perched at the … Continue reading Only 10
28th August 2023 Do you ever stop and ask yourself how many moves it took, to get you where you are? How many things had to fall in place to make important events occur? In 1976, as my aunt and uncle planned to retire and move to Maine, I found myself an apartment. The rent … Continue reading No returns
0857/30th August 2023 If you've read my blog more than a couple of times, you will have noticed how often I stare at the sky and how I try to capture it's every change. . Until my parents took me to SE Asia in 1956, I was barely aware of the sky. Clouds were just … Continue reading Stuff
1300/13th August 2023 For two days we gave Toby gabapentin to help relieve the pain in his joints. He appeared to lose control of his already wobbly legs and he looked frustrated. He eased himself down and slept. As I watched, I almost hoped he would just drift off, free of pain. Grant and I … Continue reading Ms Mud
0945/10th August 2023 As we went out, House Martins were perching on a power cable. Late in the afternoon, Grant called me outside to see them in flight all around us, tiny specks, gliding and diving. Heaven knows there were plenty of bugs for them! . Having not been plagued by flying insects till now, … Continue reading Birds on a wire etc
0643/17th July 2023 When you lose someone you love, you cling on to favourite memories of them. Favourite images. Of when they were happy, laughing. Of when something you did pleased them. A special way they looked at you. Held you in their embrace. Of the many gardens my mother loved, perhaps the … Continue reading Flowers
25th May 2023 This morning I may have ground my teeth down to nubs. It's a really bad habit, grinding your teeth but I am not even conscious of it until sometimes the jaw shouts: "OY! Stop it!" . It was so bad once, I could barely open my mouth to speak, and eating was … Continue reading Conversations with self
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.
9th April 2023 It seemed imperative to be outdoors on such a stunningly beautiful day so off we went once more, passing again through Salem. No witches in this Salem. Our local witches reside in Greenwitch, misspelled Greenwich. The signpost includes a picture of a green witch, otherwise I would assume it was just a … Continue reading Thoughts
1900/24th March 2023 Gray beginnings turned into a lovely afternoon. The sinking Sun lit up a picturesque sky. Evening light, that part of Spring and Summer I love. As these reminders pop up, my nostalgia for Winter dissipates. . It was another bad night with poor Toby. This time I crawled bed unimpeded by Blackie … Continue reading Repercussions