"I'm MEL-ting"

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

13 Jan 2024 - I am not a cube of sugar (or pillar of salt) that dissolves in liquid, but even so I don't care to be sopping wet.  A few rain sprinkles are no big deal, but I wouldn't tolerate a baptism.  Yesterday's time on my personal screened porch was odd, in that I could feel the moisture around my body but I couldn't see individual droplets.  The air was heavy, even thick, and I came back into the domicile damp from its contact.  It wasn't pleasant nor unpleasant, just unusual.  Even the views from the porch were milky, the colors softened, sounds muted.  At least you can still see that I'm a tuxedo cat.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Judgment and balance are easier

when the edges are sharp.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - satpurration, beyond what is necessary (to which I say, "enough already")