Katy's new coat arrived just ahead of the winter weather!
I am never without cats on my lap, as close to two at a time as they can be without touching.
The Paint Nite painting:
Our results:
Sunset Sunday:
Sunrise Monday:
Monday afternoon, doesn't Katy look thrilled?
From this morning's walk, which would have been a study in silence if not for this persistent tinnitus that leaves me hearing the rise and fall of cicadas when it's quiet. That sound and 14° light snow just do not make sense together.
To a plain sense of things. It is as if
We had come to an end of the imagination,
Inanimate in an inert savoir.
- Wallace Stevens, The Plain Sense of Things
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