glowing in the wind

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

3 June 2016 - Here is further proof that I am not in Florida anymore - rocks.  The wildness is up to my ears... were I a tawny cat I could disappear into the background.  As it is I am quite easy to spot in all the verdancy.  At some point the taller peep will mow our southern pasture, and it will more resemble a northern yard, retaining that lush green color throughout the summer.  The local version of this season is a wan cousin of what I would experience down south, but I am rushing things:  it is still late spring here by the lake, with a cool breeze stirring the woods.  Regrettably I failed to pack my winter coat.

methodology of the meow-stro

   

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

There is a fine line between
being cool and feeling cold.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrspective, a feline outlook that finds things more tolerable while curled in a lap