Winter Into Spring
Well, we aren’t to April, the cruelest month—if you’ve read the poem by T. S. Eliot*—yet, but even late winter
Read MoreWell, we aren’t to April, the cruelest month—if you’ve read the poem by T. S. Eliot*—yet, but even late winter
Read MoreWhen I moved into my house in October 1990, I found about 20 cats were living in the back yard.
Read MoreLittle Mimi curls up with big warm Mr. Sunshine, as his name suggests. This basket was given to us by
Read MoreOh my goodness, I can’t handle the cuteness! I’m cutting up broccoli for lunch, they think they might like it,
Read MoreThis painting was honored with an Honorable Mention in the Winter show at the North Hills Art Center. Ironically, I
Read MoreTo walk in the snow, or to stand there and yell at me for it. Mimi did some of both.
Read MoreThe sun was warm, but the day was pretty darned cold. Still, Mimi braved it for the chance to get
Read MoreSun and bath. Sunbath. My back yard is shady on the best of days, and in winter, with the lower
Read MoreDon’t worry, I’m okay. See the photo below. I posted these photos on Instagram on December 4 when I was
Read MoreWe had about three minutes of sunshine yesterday, and we were lucky enough to be outside to experience it. The
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