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It’s a challenge to shift into gratitude mode. I’ve been hearing about how people are coping with not being able to be with family at this time of year. Sharing favorite family dishes door to door. Zoom meals. Zoom meal … Continue reading
Tag Archives: cats
So, you may or may not know (or remember) that my boy cat, Blackjack, had a bad brush with a urinary blockage back in the summer and I came THIS close to losing him. He’s good now. Thank you. Thank … Continue reading
No blog today. Do you ever come to a project you are responsible for and just say: Not today! I won’t do it! I wonder how, in my advanced state of years, I could be five-years-old again, in full pouting mode. … Continue reading
Friday, August 28. It begins. This is what I wrote, on Saturday: “One minute he was fine. The next minute he was “talking” rather more than usual. The minute after that, he was yowling in pain. And it was midnight. … Continue reading
Again I don’t know what I’m going to write about. I have to write myself into the inspirational corner but depending on the size of the room it might take a while. Behind me I hear the boy cat coming. … Continue reading
That’s what we did last Saturday—something interesting. For something to be interesting, it doesn’t have to be a happy experience. I think things that one does rarely, or goes through for the first time—like the death of a friend, or … Continue reading
Judy Garland serenades George Murphy with “Daddy, don’t leave me, Daddy”. In 1942 this scenario was innocent enough, but today comes off as a bit creepy. I am sitting in front of the TV, streaming “My Gal Sal” on Kanopy. … Continue reading
After exploring the island’s active volcanic caldera, Thor and I cool off in the shady lanes of Mandraki village. NOTE: Since our recent trip to Greece to research more settings for my novel-in-progress, THE ARIADNE DISCONNECT, Thor and I knew … Continue reading
It all started last December with an article in the local newspaper, saying that the animal shelter was overcrowded and were offering half-off on adoption fees. So, since mine beloved spouse had been languishing in the absence of a dog … Continue reading
Pard: An Interrupted Nap Linda Long, photographer. Marilyn Reaves, distracter. U.K. Le Guin, skritcher. … Continue reading