Summer seems to be here. My ranch sliders are open, the sun streams in and so does the noisy chirruping of the blackbirds. On going outside to see why they are making so much noise, I find Tonks sitting nonchalantly on the fence. She appears to be totally oblivious to the consternation she has provoked!
Quiet day but seemed to get stuff done. Boy got a bar stool for his desk, Nigel’s birthday presents bought in the sales, drinks and dinner round at friends then I was roundly beaten at backgammon this evening! Feeling a bit flat – must be ‘post-sister visit’ and post-Christmas blues! Think I’d quite like to come back as a cat…
Why is it that cats miaow plaintively to come in then sit and look at you as if you’re stupid when you open the door for them?
This was my greeting this morning in my office. Love cats but not the presents they bring. Fortunately, she’s not very good so presents are rare.
More sunshine so a busy day in the garden. We also painted the front door. Lovely to have breakfast and lunch al fresco. The cats like basking too .
The sun came out today and I decided to escape the house and go and work in the cafe down the road. I miss the magnolia trees at Dio – I used to walk past them everyday on the way to my classroom and watch as the buds grew and then burst into flower and then fade and fall. The ones on the way down to the river are pretty stunning though. I came across a couple of cats too – black cats crossing your path are good luck and this wee fella looks a bit battered but happy soaking up the sun. The one in the basket is Tonks – her new bed in Aonghas’ bedroom!
Coffee and cats. The simple things in life.
This is what I have to resist most days. Sitting at my window, a plaintive miaow.
7Cheese graters or cats…? I went to grate some cheese to go on top of my soup at lunch time to find that my husband had bought another cheese grater. That brings the tally in our house to at least 7! But they are all different and as @thatcheesegrater posted on my instagram post when I asked how many cheese graters one needed .. “All of them. We deserve equality”
So here is a photo of the cat who kept the bed warm for Gus today.
La fête de la Bastille and the day when the UK imploded or it’s all a nasty dream: Teresa May as PM and Boris as Foreign Secretary….
But our cats seem to be experiencing some sort of rapprochement… or entente cordiale…
Cats always fascinate me. What is she staring at?
