Saturday, 27 January 2024

of little import

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

27 Jan 2024 - The wiser me knows that this lovely stretch of weather will end (and probably soon says my pessimistic inner voice), so I am concentrating my time out on my personal screened porch.  I detect joy (or perhaps it is emotional transference) in the local interlopers - more chatter, more playful activities.  As long as they keep some distance from our domicile walls, I am allowing them their fun.  And honestly the light-heartedness I'm seeing perks me up, makes me consider a romp through the house... if I can catch a moment when the peeps aren't looking.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Many things get squelched
for seeming silly.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

phrase of the day - meownor-league, of lesser significance (except to me-ow)

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