I spend the morning packing up Potholders and Zip Notecards for tomorrow’s mail.
I have plans for a new potholder, but I won’t be working on them until tomorrow. And I also want to get started on my Spirit Owl quilt this week. I’ve been thinking about it long enough, it’s calling to be made.
Now the sun is high on the hill across the road.
This time of day it streams through the window near my blogging chair in the corner of the living room. It lights up my snail bowl and I am forever distracted by the refracted light and glowing shells of the snails.
Is it Fanny or Lulu letting out long agonized brays? Fate, who is laying at my feet, has been emitting a short whine every few minutes. I look at the clock on the top of my computer screen but don’t really have to.
The animals know when it’s time to eat.
By the time I get back the rays from the sun will be stretching over the top of the hill, the snail tank will revert to its even gray light.
And I will take a deep breath from the bottom of my belly, giving the day over to night.
Another nice shot of Zip! That cat is SO photogenic!
I really think he’s learned how to pose for the camera Donna.
I have yet to see a bad picture of Zip. He is quite the handsome tuxedo,
You got a gem of a barn cat
🙂