Friday, 7 January 2022

here today

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

7 Jan 2022 - I wish sunshine was more tangible.  Its presence can be felt (and appreciated), but it can't be pinned down.  Lying down in its golden pool is short-lived, as it steadily moves away.  That is why I have spent time and energy determining where and at what time of day it will appear, clouds willing.  It is my purrsonal trainer, keeping me motivated to move.  I do recall days, they seem long ago, when the very air quivered with heat, and seeking Mr. Sol was unnecessary... even I understand too much of a good thing.  But of late that is not the case:  yes, this too shall pass.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Recognize that transit is at
the heart of transitory.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - mewtable, liable to change (and we cats hate change)

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