 |
| Shamus on view |
Me-usings and Me-emories
28 Sep 2021 - Even my eyes, that do quite well in low light, have registered the sunshine's oblique angle and, this morning anyway, weak pallor. Not that my screened-porch home resides in the tropics, but I miss the sun's strong arc across the sky. One is encouraged to lie abed, to recurl the body to contain its inner heat, when our yellow dwarf struggles to awaken. But a furnace must be fueled, new logs thrown on the fire, so I chow down on my breakfast and walk my security circuit... all with the promise to myself of a five-minute work break, spent in the shorter peep's lap. She is looking a bit wan today (although she normally runs pale, my keen eyes discern a difference) and would welcome my visit.
 |
clipped notes
|
Today's Catechism
(for the autodidcat)
Character can be built
without suffering.
 |
| Bring back Bastet |
 |
| Bastet beckons |
Catty Corner
mythology of the day - Purrsephone, kidnapped by evil forces and imprisoned in their dark underworld
Catty Corner
have your peeps been building fires in the evening? I bet that would feel nice and toasty to lie in front of!
ReplyDeleteand yes, apply some extra TLC to the shorter peep!
ReplyDeleteso far the only external sources of warmth are patches of sunshine, heated towels, and the shorter peep's lap... maybe it is feared that I am a purromaniac?
ReplyDeletehaha
Delete