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Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

28 March 2015 - Ah, the colors of spring surround me, and I don't even have to go outdoors.  But from the various windows in our domicile I can see pink, white, fuchsia, yellow, red...a fresh palette to lift anyone's spirits out of the winter doldrums.  I don't feel the need to mention the pale greenness of new leaves, a transition that admittedly has me and the peeps sneezing, but a lovely background canvas even so.   Today someone has, without the permission of many, turned down nature's thermostat, forcing me to curl up and wait for the rebound.  I hate any temperature below 68 degrees...that's 20 Celsius for my Canada acquaintances, who may in fact be responsible for pushing this chill all the way to Florida.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Some days are better than others.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - cattywampus, in that raggedy state during which the winter coat is shed