In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: A Face in the Crowd. The apparition of these faces in the crowd: Petals on a wet, black bough. —Ezra Pound Advertisements
In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Sweet. Stating the obvious: my sweet kitty is a sweet kitty.
In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Sweet. Not much of a photo but clever, right? The sweet sixteen.
In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Beloved. The other thing I love, besides my cat. Contrary to popular belief, you don’t have to have a Mac to love your computer. I have a Lenovo called Lena and she’s perfectly lovable as she is. Of course, Windows keep on trying to ruin her, but nothing’s
I was reproached (in the kindest manner) for posting heavy stuff on a Saturday morning. I shall repent and rectify. Here’s a cat.
We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen. I repeat to myself this D. H. Lawrence quote often. Several times a day, whenever a new sky falls. And skies don’t fall in a good way. Which reminds me of my grandmother, who had a peculiar saying. She probably didn’t invent it, but
Today I woke up alright. That scared me a bit because I thought for a moment I was dead. I wasn’t dead but as the day progressed, I wish I were. After much deliberation, as my best friend aka anxiety got the better of me, I went to pop a Lexaurin. There was an empty
The cat is waiting for me to finish my shower, so she could jump right in and drink the soapy water, clearly not knowing any better.