brrrrr… cold weather has come to call in the city of angels. the windows of moss cottage are frosted over and earlier i thought i saw a snowflake fall from the sky.
it’s possible i’m imagining things again.
but i just don’t think so. all 3 of my heaters are on plus i’m wearing my leg heaters aptly called, leg warmers.
have you heard of what i speak?
these are the last of the art retreat pages. although i have given my sister a curved nose and jutting bottom lip i can still tell it’s her. in case you can’t, it is conveniently labeled.
i rushed home on thursday and took wyatt back to dr. dean. his eye was stitched closed and he had a patchwork of stitches across his little head. the stitches are out!
i wish you could see him now in his new cat bed. his 2 big paws are dangling over the edge of the bed and his miniature ear is sticking up. his picasso-esque eye is covered by a bit of soft fabric he’s resting it against. he is NOT wearing that e-collar anymore and he seems to have no idea what he’s just been through because he’s prancing around the house when he’s awake howling and pawing at the doors and windows.
let meeeee OUT!!!
thank you for the fabulous summer travel recs. you’ve planted some extremely excellent ideas into the fertile soil of my mind. i’m certain something will take root. and soon!
the kettle is on for tea.
my remote control candles are flickering.
journal is open waiting for a deposit of important thoughts.
more storms coming tomorrow! i better go chop some wood for the fire. tilt my head up to the dark sky. keep a look-out for more snowflakes.
but first i’ll just send you this smoke signal.
OOOOH, Edward Abbey, my favorite desert rat! I admire his profound love of place.
Continental USA for a weeklong trip? Head to Canada! You’d love Vancouver Island, Victoria, Cowichan Bay, head up the Sunshine Hwy, get up to Tofino, stay in a B&B, visit the rain forest on the way up. Walk Long Beach. Oh My. I’d go back in a heartbeat. Or head for Newfoundland….the place nearest and dearest to my heart of all my travels to Canada. Lovely scenery, fabulous kindly people. Yeppers, I love Canada and it’s people.
Hi! Returning smoke signal, here. Dealing with winter illnesses and weather in Michigan. Your posts are a bright spot in my day! Thank you.
I’m loving the Edward Abbey sketch, just a touch of dear Bob Ross in that painting! You chop your own wood? I have no idea how to chop wood; file under ‘things i must learn about for moving to colder climate.’ Keep your eye out for wayward snowflakes indeed – hugs to you.
in my mind i chop lots and lots of wood!
I am getting ready to make pancakes from desert buckwheat. I hope I don’t bite my lower lip while chewing. Sometimes it gets in the way.
Love Edward Abbey’s books, the Monkey Wrench Gang and of course Desert Solitaire. Glad that you had fun in the desert.