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Me-usings and Me-emories

26 Jul 2024 - The shorter peep assures me that we'll see Mr. Sol today... but he has yet to arrive.  Yes, the air isn't milky and the sky is a lighter grey, but neither of these conditions qualifies as sunlight by my definition.  Still I am hopeful... my peeps aren't wisecrackers (but do they know what they're talking about?).  I will keep circling past my personal screened deck, in hopes of finding signs of summer, but at least I have my job to keep my thoughts busy.  The routine will steady me, keep from curling up in a corner and chucking the day.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Sometimes we need

a ray of light.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrumph, a cat's grumpy expression of disapproval