no dawdling

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

10 Mar 2025 - The light patch that I'm holding down should soon turn into a glowing whiteness... I arrived early to get a choice seat.  Like my peeps, Mr. Sol starts his day slowly, "warming" up to the idea of traversing the sky.  There is no point in rushing him:  he has his pace and a well-worn routine, just like the rest of us... although when one is surrounded by slugs-a-bed, it is difficult to be patient.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Try to be understanding.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - lagpurrd, slower than a cat desires