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"The creative act lasts but a brief moment, a lightning instant of give-and-take, just long enough for you to level the camera and to trap the fleeting prey in your little box." ~ Henri Cartier-Bresson
Antique kaleidoscope, mirrored viewing tube.
Translucent barrel with colorful rock crystals.
Patterns, complex and fleeting 
Of course, someone had to invent the first kaleidoscope and others have created variations and shapes and sizes and mediums; so, a little human creativity was involved too... thank goodness! And thank you, Vicki.... with this lovely piece, I can create my own art.... even if I can't draw or paint!
The theme for Saturday Photo Scavenger Hunt this week is "creative". You can go here to "Grab the Scavenger Hunt code" and here to join the blogroll. This really cute logo is available there as well. The link to other participants is in my blogroll on the sidebar.
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Miss Willow, trying to relax..."GO AWAY!" "Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea." ~ Unknown
The cats know something is going on; boxes have appeared everywhere and their quiet living room is rapidly filling up with huge boxes full of stuff for the garage sale. The dining room has been turned topsy-turvy and the grandpa has been using this smelly stuff to refinish part of the hutch and a heat lamp and lots of newspapers on the floor. Poor Willow has to get under the table to spread out and lounge on her back... and the table is almost out to the front door!
All the extra tension and suspense has been hard... six, usually well-mannered kitties who come from all areas of the house when called with a simple "shoo-shoo time", now run and hide. This started on July 4th, perhaps they were totally spooked by the bangs and cracks of the firecrackers and the cherry bombs that people were setting off in the neighborhood. Now they are all afraid to go to their sunroom sleeping area and it is a hunt for the last stragglers every night!
Even Willow, with her laid back attitude has been affected although you would not know it from this pose. She has an alternate strategy... instead of hiding under a chair or behind the sofa or in a garage sale box... she goes into Maggie's covered litter box in the laundry room, not to do her business, but simply to sit and stare out the opening with that defiant look on her face that says, "I dare you to come get me."
Hopefully they will all behave when they get to the new place. One thing is for sure... they will have plenty of space to spread out and relax in the sunbeams!
Miss Willow is caught posing this week for Cats on Tuesday, hosted by gattina and shows her tummy for Tummy Tuesday over at catstuff.
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A tiny daredevil. (Click pictures to enlarge)"Up and at'em it's Atom Ant.
He's strength, he's might,
He's speed, he's fight.
He's Atom Ant, that tiny ant, and his atomic power.
Has what it takes and always makes
The vilest villain cower.
He's rough, he's tough,
And bad guys yell enough.
When he is up and at'em.
Atom Ant."
~ Unknown
Balanced precariously on the edge of the cliff.... OK, so it is just the edge of a yellow flower. Still, doesn't this tiny fellow look brave?
Breakfast! ... or perhaps lunch? "At five o'clock in the morning the sun came up.
A friendly ladybug flew in from the left. It saw a leaf with many aphids on it, and decided to have them for breakfast.
But just then a grouchy ladybug flew in from the right.
~ Eric Carle, "The Grouchy Ladybug"
The Grouchy Ladybug was always one of Nyssa's favorite books and never failed to produce peals of laughter when the whale slapped the silly ladybug back to land where she finally came to her senses. This was a fortuitous picture, I was trying to capture the ladybug and accidentally photographed her pale green breakfast as well (aphid on the left). Looks like a bit of bravado on the part of the aphid, doesn't it?
Having a really bad hair day! "This globe is a fleet of a hundred airy balloons, each one of which bears a seed which it is destined to drop far from the parent source." ~ John Burroughs
This looks like my hair looks in the morning... or at least until yesterday when I finally took some time and had it cut and pampered (translated.... got the gray out). Other captions I thought appropriate for these tiny seeds were.... "Einstein of the plant world" and "Did you stick your finger in that electric socket again, Jimmy?". Actually, this is not a dandelion but rather the head of a thistle with two stragglers on top.
Fractured Fairy Tale: Little Red Riding Ant and the Big Bad Fly "God in his wisdom made the fly
And then forgot to tell us why."
~ Ogden Nash
Tiny flowers on our bush with a tiny fly......and an even tinier ant... but, oh my, Mr. Fly.... "What BIG RED eyes you have!"..... "The better to see you with my lunch.... uh, er..... dear!" Do flies eat ants?
So there are my teeny tiny samples for this week's photo hunt. I had some great ones for "shadows" but just ran out of steam from all the box moving. As it is, I am completely late this week as well... perhaps it will even out soon.
The theme for Saturday Photo Scavenger Hunt this week is "tiny". You can go here to "Grab the Scavenger Hunt code" and here to join the blogroll. This really cute logo is available there as well. The link to other participants is in my blogroll on the sidebar.
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Living Room.......BEFORE! "I saw a sign: "Rest Area 25 Miles". That's pretty big. Some people must be really tired." ~ Steven Wright (1955 - )
I really haven't fallen off the planet... of course, you couldn't actually fall off the planet because of gravity and escape velocity and all those scientific things... but, you know what I mean. I had my Saturday pictures ready to post but my furniture was released from its storage prison and delivered and three young fellows kept asking, "Where?" and soon there were crates of pictures and boxes everywhere... even though there were already boxes from the other storage unit and boxes leaving for the garage sale room and... well, it was just a mess. Then Nyssa came on Friday and I only had her young body for two days to help with all those boxes stacked to the top of the 10 X 23 foot storage unit. So we hauled and lifted and opened and debated and decided on what we were completely attached to and what we could do without.
Living room........
AFTER!
Entryway.....BEFORE!
Entryway.......AFTER!
So tonight I am once again at the parent's house. The dog has to go in for grooming and to have a mass removed from his skin so another early day! Then more moving and more boxes... never ending! By the way, these pictures are the before and after, though not complete by any means yet... later I will post the dining room. Mind you, my dining room set filled my dining room and was snug with the leaf in. Here I had to get them to put the leaf in so the table wouldn't look so "lost in space".
Back to the boxes!
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Barren trees on a gray winter's morning.
(Click picture to enlarge) "The trees down the boulevard stand naked in thought,
Their abundant summery wordage silenced, caught
In the grim undertow; naked the trees confront
Implacable winter's long, cross-questioning brunt."
~ D. H. Lawrence, "Winter in the Boulevard", 1916
Winter trees, the dry Autumn leaves finally stripped by the winds of a 'Noreaster. The sun shines through gray haze and cold fog and the whipping winds crack the barren limbs together in a loud rhythmic symphony. The sight and sounds send a shiver down your spine.... while you are still inside, looking out. Yet, with 100 degree temperatures in the midst of summer... do we not sometimes long for those cold, barren days of winter?
Submission for Photo Friday topic "barren". (end of post)
Miss Willow... trying to look thin...
(Click picture to enlarge) "Law of Cat Inertia:
A cat at rest will tend to remain at rest, unless acted upon by some outside force - such as the opening of cat food, or a nearby scurrying mouse." ~ Unknown
In a comfortable chair, in a comfortable position, in a comfortable room..... who would want to move? "Not I", said the overweight cat in her pancake position, "Now go away and leave me to revel in my repose." Being the obedient human that I am.... I did just that.
Miss Willow will take her "ewes not fat, ewes just fluffy" body on board Friday's Ark today at the Modulator, and she will definitely get out to the Carnival of the Cats on Sunday... they serve food.
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The den, or "keeping room".... "I will not play tug o' war.
I'd rather play hug o' war.
Where everyone hugs instead of tugs,
Where everyone giggles and rolls on the rug,
Where everyone kisses, and everyone grins,
And everyone cuddles, and everyone wins."
~ Shel Silverstein (American poet, 1930-1999)
The furniture came... six crates of it and only three pieces that I actually forgot I had. So not too bad. The North American Moving Company branch in Mississippi packed it and put it in storage. Then six months into our affiliation, the owner decided to retire and no one wanted to buy the business, so he closed it. Therefore I paid for them to bring the whole business here where Harrison's kept it in storage until they delivered it yesterday. Only a few dings, except for my old cherry dresser; the fellows showed me how another heavy piece had been packed on top of it with ONLY a piece of paper between them. A pad would have prevented the half-dollar size gouge in the top. Of course, since the company has been out of business for two years now, there is no recourse for damages. Perhaps it could be repaired, although this set has been through a lot of moves... it is the one I used as a child and teenager.
Mom asked if I took any pictures of the rooms that NOW have furniture.... but both yesterday and today I worked until the light was gone and forgot to take light bulbs for the lamps. I did find more of the cushions and bedding and lamps today.... lamp shades do not store well, they move fine but store poorly... yellowing badly. So back to Garden Ridge... Naomi asked where these rugs came from... Garden Ridge. I think they have stores in thirteen states, but Oklahoma and Texas are as far west as they go. The carpets are always changing and the highest price is $199. The one above is another 10 x 13 foot room size in the "keeping room". Another 5 x 8 foot rug will have to go in the walk area between this one and the wide kitchen counter.... maybe someday a few tall barstools there.
Regal runner....
From hallway to entry.... fit for music.
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Peace. Norfolk Botanical Garden. "Gardening is the art that uses flowers and plants as paint, and the soil and sky as canvas." ~ Elizabeth Murray
Monet's garden could not have looked or felt more peaceful than the botanical garden here in Norfolk. The mating pair of bald eagles were nesting high in the trees with three eaglets in their giant nest. The roses had not yet bloomed and the butterfly garden was just beginning to come together, but by the meandering waterway and the little bridge it was green and soft and soothing and.... peaceful. I need to take a break and go back......soon.
Submission for Thursday Challenge topic "garden". (end of post)
Round rug... in the eating area off the kitchen."Great is the power of habit. It teaches us to bear fatigue and to despise wounds and pain." ~ Marcus Tullius Cicero (106 BC-43 BC)
This past weekend, Nyssa came to help me. I had gotten to a brick wall in the unloading of the storage unit. Boxes were stacked to the ceiling and seemed to go on forever... all were heavy. Together we made three loads and then she helped get some of the remaining top boxes down to a manageable level. Then she went through her Barbie boxes and picked four dolls to keep and the rest.... garage sale or if you please... moving sale!
So, more rugs.... it's what happens when the entire downstairs is hardwood floors! The one above is round, 91" in diameter. Another one of my "power shopper" finds.
Master bedroom sitting area.
The other bedrooms are upstairs... did I tell you that there are 16 steps on the back staircase. The front one is curved so probably more there. A typical day brings a loaded down van making the trek from Virginia Beach to Chesapeake. Then the unloading of the van.... use the legs... use the legs. The sorting of the boxes into things like "kitchen" (who knew one could have so many cookbooks and small appliances and still not cook much), Nyssa's room, Nyssa's stuffed animals, Nyssa's Beanies, Nyssa's books..... Oh, then there are a couple of Roxanne's books, or den books. All these boxes have to be gone through. Yes, I went through them when I moved but time passes and things that seemed important three years ago, seem absurd now.
Master bedroom rug (main area). Love the sage green.
Close-up of the master bedroom rug.
By the way, please tell me... what do you do with those little pieces of things that look important and essential, but you can't remember which appliance they go with or what they do?
My furniture is coming from the movers storage... I paid the ransom. They will get it to the rooms and put the pieces together... except the washer, dryer and grandfather clock. Joy. Oh, yes.... we have a phone number... I can't remember what it is but we have one. However, while the house is wired for internet with a smart box and such... Verizon apparently does not provide DSL service in this part of Chesapeake yet. EXCUSE ME!!!!??????
Tomorrow night, I sleep with the fishes... or at least the Canadian geese that seem to be everywhere out there.
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"As anyone who has ever been around a cat for any length of time well knows, cats have enormous patience with the limitations of the human kind." ~ Cleveland Amory
Miss Chloe: "I think I'll take a nap now. This cat tree level is empty and the sun is just right! Oh, no! I hear the lady coming and she has that black thing with the bright blinking red light on it and she caught me with my head hanging down; not quite ready for that snooze.... What's that?"
"You want me to roll over? Why? Oh. (Perhaps I should just ignore her, but then she'd probably just come over here and roll me over herself.... ) Meow! Don't you have enough pictures of me? Why don't you go bother that monster Willow, or better yet, the barking thing? Oh, all right!"
"There, is that better.... guess so, that black thing is clicking and flashing and the red light is really annoying! This is really cutting into my nap time... I am on a tight schedule here, soon it will be snacking time and I really can't miss my beauty sleep or my snacks! I think she is going for my tummy! How degrading! The one day I decide to sun my tummy and she snaps the picture for that Tummy Tuesday thing."
"Ok now, I have been patient and let you snap away and rolled over on request and looked into the camera, even with the flashy red thing so now.... enough is enough! You really need to shut that thing off or go bother someone else..........
"I've really got to snuggle down and get into my nap.... I am so.... behind........... schedule..... zzzzzzzzzz."
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The unbridled joy of childnood. "We need the enthusiasm of the young. We need their 'joie de vivre'. In it is reflected something of the original joy God had in creating man." ~ Pope John Paul II
The prompt for Moody Monday this week is "ebullient", meaning "full of joyful, unrestrained high spirits and zestfully enthusiastic". Anyone with a small child experiences this on a daily basis; everything is new, each experience is a "first time" and joy is plentiful. Life is easy and simple pleasures of a Happy Meal and the chance to romp in the plastic balls brings smiles and contagious laughter. Of course this was taken when the world was friendlier, before twisted people began to drop open needles and syringes in the play area. Today I would think twice before letting Nyssa near one... but then, though only eighteen years ago, the world was a safer place. I wonder if she remembers this day?
Submission for Moody Monday topic "ebullient". (end of post)
Fake diamonds still sparkle....
(Click pictures to see larger view)"My husband gave me a necklace. It's fake. I requested fake. Maybe I'm paranoid, but in this day and age, I don't want something around my neck that's worth more than my head." ~ Rita Rudner
Diamonds may be a girl's best friend, but they break the bank and these days we are aware that many of the world's diamonds come with a high price in human suffering. Enter Diamonique, the highest quality lab made diamonds... fake, yes... but still sparkling with rainbows of color in the light and when set in gold or silver or platinum... very hard to tell from the original. It lets those of us who could never afford "bling" like this, to sample the good life. Besides, you don't have to tell them it isn't real... unless they ask.
Fake fur still keeps you warm.... "If you have passion for what you do, the company you keep, the life you live, it will be reflected in whatever you create. Passion is like that; it springs out, jumps, unpredictable and unplanned, into everything we touch. If it doesn't, others know. Passion can't be faked and it can't be manufactured. Which is why it is so priceless." ~ Unknown
Belle (Snoopy's sister) is cozy and warm in her fur coat... yes, fake fur. (No dogs or cats or other animals were hurt in providing the material.) This was definitely a chore to make.... but well worth the effort.... Nyssa had a great time and gave a great show to kids trick or treating at our house. Who wouldn't be a bit shocked to see a large white beagle with black floppy ears and a pink dress, sitting on the porch in a rocking chair with her back to the sidewalk? She wasn't scary though... the little ones wanted to shake her paw and some just silently stared.... at the fake dog with the fake fur.
But I don't know how many people the fake crocodile will scare!
Norfolk Botanical Gardens. "To fake it is to stand guard over emptiness." ~ Arthur Herzog
In the middle of the Botanical Gardens here in Norfolk, there is a playground for kids with a life size Indian t-pee, a bridge, swings, slides and all the usual play equipment. Centrally there is this long pond and standing guard, floating with the occasional live duck and water lily are ..... crocodiles! No! Not really, but the first time you see them you do stop and take notice! These are fake crocodile heads that float with the wind from one side of the pond to the other. I have no clue as to why they are there... the ducks didn't seem fooled... neither did the kids. A few parents were initially shocked then relieved. A nice conversation piece if nothing else.
The theme for Saturday Photo Scavenger Hunt this week is "fake". You can go here to "Grab the Scavenger Hunt code" and here to join the blogroll. This really cute logo is available there as well. The link to other participants is in my blogroll on the sidebar.
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Busy bumble bee... flits from flower to flower...
(Click picture to enlarge) "A bee is never as busy as it seems; it's just that it can't buzz any slower." ~ Kin Hubbard
Tell that to the bumble bee at the Brooklyn Botanical Garden, who was so loaded with pollen, he couldn't fly. Shake a little loose, don't take on so much.... take a day to relax.. guess I should take my own advice. Busy, busy, busy... places to go, people to see and a never ending flow of boxes to move and unload! Busy as a bee!
Submission to PhotoFriday for topic "busy". (end of post)
(Click on the cat tail ... picture ... to enlarge.)"I love cats. I love their grace and their elegance. I love their independence and their arrogance, and the way they lie and look at you, summing you up, surely to your detriment, with that unnerving, unwinking, appraising stare." ~ Joyce Stranger
Someone is too big for the barrel in the cat tree. See that big, long bush tail hanging down.... they better watch out, five other kitties might like to have some fun with that thing. Who is it?
Miss Willow, of course... looking sweet and innocent but with fire behind those eyes. No wonder the other cats haven't messed with her tail. No one touches that tail with a paw or a claw and lives to tell about it!
Miss Willow isn't too happy about the picture of her "tail end" but she did put her stamp of approval on the head portrait! So it's off to Friday's Ark with all the other animals at the Modulator and then party time at the Carnival of the Cats, hosted this week by Mind of Mog in memory of Krissie.
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"Beware of people who fall at your feet. They may be reaching for the corner of the rug." ~ Bill Cosby (1937 - )
I have promised pictures of the rugs I bought for the house. Stephen will slowly replace these cheap versions with the real thing eventually. Nyssa said she would take them when he did. Smart girl, already planning on her move to Florida or Oklahoma or wherever, after graduation. This is the formal dining room and a 9 x 12 foot rug. It could have handled a 10 x 13 rug but this will do. When my furniture is ransomed next week, the oak dining set will go here along with my hutch that has glassed in shelves. Mom's set is cherry and very nice but has an Early American style and the shelves of the hutch are open and won't keep her glassware as nice.
This is a close view of the dining room rug with its tans, black and ecru patterns. In addition to my furniture, we will put my grandmothers huge mahogany hutch on one wall. It also has glassed in shelves and Mom keeps a lot of her antique glass in it.
This is the formal living room. The rug here is 10 x 13 feet. My den furniture will go here. It has been so long since I've seen it, I forgot if it was a solid color burgundy with a very tiny beige print or large floral pattern. I think it is solid and hopefully it will go with this. The set includes a sleeper sofa, love seat, easy chair with ottoman and two end tables. There is also a large square coffee table/footrest for the middle. I sold my formal living room furniture when I moved from Mississippi and Mom has a small love seat and one chair of my grandmother's that will go in the sitting area of the master bedroom... their room.
This is the formal living area from the opposite direction and the light is absolutely marvelous! The green area outside is the nature preserve land behind the house... hopefully a bluebird nesting box will go on the fence we have planned. (just waiting the home owners association approval)
Speaking of green and grass....."To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug." ~ Helen Keller (1880 - 1968)
I might have agreed with Hellen Keller until this afternoon. I decided it was time for the first "mowing of the lawn"... the wild grass mixed among the sod was growing faster than the grass and I had already carted the mower out there. So, I started in.... the lot doesn't look that big actually and I thought... "how hard can it be?" Do you know how long it has been since I mowed grass? Let's just say that I traded my lawn mower for lawn service in Oklahoma, back in 1989 and I didn't buy one when I moved to Mississippi and for 15 years in Mississippi someone else did my lawn. One year I gave my dad a years worth of lawn service for Father's Day and he liked it so much he kept on. So it has been a long, long, long, long time!"I always thought a yard was three feet, then I started mowing the lawn." ~ C.E. Cowman
It isn't so much the walking and the lawn mower has a front drive pulling mechanism so you don't have to push; it's the vibration in your hands as you hold the lever down to keep the mower going. The fingers go numb and then the hands and then the arms.... a bit like the ascending paralysis of Guillain-Barre Syndrome! Then there is the weed-eater. Weed-eaters and I have a long standing feud. They hate me, I despise them. They love to suddenly throw out ten feet of fishing line at once and then break off and retract the line up inside the mechanism. In Oklahoma I spent two hours trying to weed eat down a flower bed that was no longer than twenty feet. I gave the neighbors quite a show, which culminated in me destroying the monster by beating it to death on the ground. That was the last day I mowed my own lawn..... until today!
Stephen! Do you remember when you said one of the first orders of business was to get a small riding lawn mower for Dad and I said that the lot wasn't that big and it would be unnecessary? Well.... It is entirely possible that I was wrong! I'll let you know if my fingers regain feeling by tomorrow and if my legs are still working.
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What happened to all the numbers?
(Click picture for larger view) "Time is the longest distance between two places." ~ Tennessee Williams
It takes about 25 - 30 minutes to travel from my parent's house to the new house.... if you go on the local roads with their 45 mph speed limits and the stop lights that seem to catch you at each main intersection. Then there is Great Bridge... if you are unfortunate to get to the bridge at the top of the hour... add an extra 10 minutes. It's a draw bridge and opens on the hour. OR you can go up Indian River Road and take Interstate 64 East, which goes west (don't ask), get off on 17 South which does go south actually, and drive on a two lane road with a 55 mph speed limit and get there in 10 to 15 minutes... this depending on the time of day, the day of the week and again... if the bridge is open. I haven't figured out what time it opens during the day yet. I know it is a longer route on the interstate but it takes less time and when you are driving over in the dark with fireworks going off around you and police as thick as molasses on the interstate and when you are going simply because you are so tired from lifting boxes and toting things up and down stairs, that you can't remember if you closed the garage door....... then time does matter.
Submission for Thursday Challenge topic "time"... as in way past time for bed!
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"Those who expect to reap the blessings of freedom must, like men, undergo the fatigue of supporting it." ~ Thomas Paine (1737 - 1809) "The American Crisis, no. 4, September 12, 1777"
"Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!" ~ Patrick Henry (1736 - 1799)
""Almighty God, we make our earnest prayer that Thou wilt incline the hearts of the citizens to cultivate a spirit of subordination and obedience to government; to entertain a brotherly affection and love for one another and for their fellow-citizens of the United States at large." ~ George Washington (1732 - 1799) Following His Inaugural Address, April 30, 1789
"Freedom is not the right to do what we want, but what we ought. Let us have faith that right makes might and in that faith let us; to the end, dare to do our duty as we understand it." ~ Abraham Lincoln (1809 - 1865)
I hope everyone has a happy 4th of July with friends and family. May your hot dogs be tasty and your watermelon cold; and may you spend a few minutes reflecting on our blessings of freedom as well as our responsibilities to preserve them.
These pictures were taken at an impromptu fireworks display by my cousin. I hand held the camera and followed the rockets before snapping the shutter, so the quality isn't as good as with a tripod. Still the company was great and the rockets noisy.
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"In a cat's eyes, all things belong to cats." ~ English Proverb
Miss Clover hardly ever shows her tummy, preferring to sleep curled up in a tight ball. She has no qualms, however, about sleeping on someone or something else's tummy. This little Care Bear was a gift for Nyssa's 21st birthday as a commemoration of her first birthday party. I was going to wrap it and just left for a few seconds to find the paper and gift bag and a card. I returned to find this... a sleeping cat propped up on the teddy tummy. This is as close to a "tummy tuesday shot" as Miss Clover will ever get. Sorry about the cat hair, Nyssa!
Meanwhile........"Cats are absolute individuals, with their own ideas about everything, including the people they own." ~ John Dingham
A little sleeping ladybug has appeared on the back of the loveseat. I wonder how long it will take the felines to notice. Shh! Here comes Mr. Rhett....
Rhett: "Hmm. What's this?! It almost looks like a sleeping human... it has a hand and a face but it doesn't smell like a human. It isn't moving."
"And what is this back here? It's red and there are spots! AND A BIG HUMP ON ITS BACK! It must have something bad, perhaps something contagious! How else would it get that hump?
"MOM! Get this thing off the sleeping area! I think a ladybug and a baby got stuck in one of those teleport chambers and got joined together accidentally! Don't you remember?! Like that man in that scary movie.... The Fly and all his nails and teeth fell out and he grew this awful stubble stuff all over his body and he was grotesque.... Do you supposed that is what happened? Do you think? Hey! Mom! Do you think that's what made the ladybug hump on this baby doll?" (Pause... quiet... Rhett pokes the ladybug monster with his paw and I hear a soft "huff 'n puff" ..... "It's a doll... a weird ladybug baby doll") "Mom?! ..... Never mind."
Miss Clover and "Blabber mouth" Rhett share the love of stuffed animals this week at Cats on Tuesday, hosted by gattina and Miss Clover finds tummy comfort for Tummy Tuesday over at catstuff.
Rhett: "Mom! I heard that Miss Willow was going to Friday's Ark! Can I go too? Please!" "Oh, OK..... May I go too? Hmmm... well, OK, if Clover has to come with me...mumble..mumble." "If I take Clover, may I go to the Carnival of the Cats too?"....."Purr... she said yes!"
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This ladybug is "tiptoeing through the tulips". Norfolk Botanical Garden.
(Click picture for larger view) "Ladybird, Ladybird,
Fly away home,
Your house is on fire
And your children all gone;
All except one
And that's little Ann
And she has crept under
The warming pan.
~ Unknown
Just a short note as I am off to the new house to accept delivery of the fridge. I will have pictures of the rugs soon... only one I am not really happy with so not too bad. Since the furniture in storage at the moving company cannot be ransomed until the 11th, I am working on the other storage unit and have a van load to take and go through today... the living room of this house is to be the repository for garage sale and donation items for a while.
We brought Mom home from the rehab place yesterday. At least Dad will not have to feel the need to go sit with her all the time. The therapist from the home health will start sometime this week and now Mom can start going through her cookbooks and whittling it down! Right!
So I am off to see the wizard... or at least the guys from Sears.
Back later!
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