Under the camillia

My mother had many of her copies of Louisa May Alcott’s books, including the odd moral fairy tales. One is Under the Lilacs. I loved slipping into that world that was quite different from my own, in so many small details.

Thursday I was coughing and had no voice. I cancelled clinic and lay on the couch. In the warmest part of the day I lay bundled in the sun, under the camillia.

DIY cat fud II

This is for Photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #50.

I crack the door in the early am and this is Boa Cat’s first spring mouse. She has a particular muffled call to tell me when she has a mouse. I love this picture because of the shadows and it’s not quite straight on and the light and silhouettes… This mouse was no longer cooperatively playful….

Light and dark

This is for Photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #48, playing with light.

Boa Black in our back yard, just at the edge of the high grass, relaxing and enjoying the sun…..March came in like a lion here yesterday and even the Hood Canal Bridge had to close for a while because of high winds! A friend said that her cat kept asking to go out at different doors and then complaining. Her cat was looking for the door into summer, she said, and was mad that she couldn’t find it…..