At the Cabin

Monday, March 28, 2011

Frogs

I discovered that there are frogs living in our hillbilly hot tub! (That's what we call the giant galvanized tub immobilized in concrete in our back yard.) Three of them, as of yesterday. Time to really turn it into a real pond now, I think...

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Fritz and Womble

Underground, overground, Wombling free,
The Wombles of Wimbledon Common are we,
Making good use of the things that we find,
Things that the every day folk leave behind...

Loretta Retrospective, Part The End (For Now, Anyway)

The oldest photo of Lo that I could lay my hands on today....she is 2 or 3 years old here. Her stripes faded a lot by the end! The picture below is a paean to her brother Boris, who did not make it out of kittenhood.

In 1993 I lived on 51st Street in the bottom half a duplex owned by a sweet old couple named Ella & Gilbert Champion; my friend Cindy lived upstairs. Ella Champion's hair was peach-colored; her husband Gilbert once nearly had a heart attack removing the old hot-water heater from the upstairs apartment; and they didn't charge us very much rent, which may be why the bank eventually took the property away from them, which is how we ended up living there rent-free for a long time, until the bank figured out about us.

Down the street was a store called "Burning Books" (which incidentally was catty-corner from where my vet clinic was and still is, though now I live 30+ miles away) and one day someone had a batch of kittens there at the bookstore, hoping to find them homes. I actually got Boris first and a few days later went back to get him a companion; my other cats were all older and not enough fun. Hence Loretta! Of all my many cats back then, who knew that she would be the one to last so long and become so dear to my heart?

Monday, January 31, 2011

O! Sky

This photo doesn't even begin to convey the gorgeous, lush, vibrant pink & blue of the evening sky. It is a great tragedy of my life that I cannot record every sunset I see as I drive home each day, and a great miracle that I haven't yet driven to my death with more of my eye on the sky than on the road.