brace yourself

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

17 Nov 2021- Until summer returns to my domicile, you may be treated (subjected?) to a tour of its sunny spots.  My powers of observation are first-rate, eyes honed for detecting motion, nose parceling out all the smells, ears listening for a pin drop.  One of the pleasant consequences of noticing everything is that, without consciously trying to do so, I locate all the patches of sunlight.  Very early in the day, I must huddle (and grouse), hoping for a lap or warmed towel, but once Mr. Sol lifts above the treetops, I can be assured that heat will be found.  I would truly be wretched if we lived in a place routinely blanketed in clouds or fog.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Be prepared:  pack a jacket, 

an umbrella, and a snack.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrimed, made ready (as things never go as purrlanned)