The kittens aren’t really kittens anymore. They’re two years old! How did that happen?!
Category: Photography
Kitten
This little girl is available for adoption. She is ridiculously cute! My neighbor is fostering her and will help with the cost of spaying and shots. If anyone in the Bloomington area is interested in her, please let me know.
Grass Awn
Grass Awn
Lunch
I’ve always hated lima beans. My mom loves them, though, especially mixed with green beans. When I was on vacation, she made them that way, and they were really good. Baby ones, which were not mealy, like ones I’d had in the past. They were soft and creamy and very tasty. I’ve been eating them ever since. My favorite way to have them is mixed with green beans, then piled on top of savory rice. (The rice was cooked with green onions, garlic, soy sauce, worcestershire sauce, and San-J Szechuan sauce.)
Ablaze and Muted
Southeastern Sky Ablaze
Southern Sky Muted
I went to game night at a friend’s last night and didn’t get home until almost midnight. It was a lot of fun, but by the time I got to bed and finally fell asleep, it was almost 1am, which meant that 4am–when I normally get up–came painfully early. I was seriously tempted to call in sick and go back to bed. I’m glad I toughed it out though, because if I hadn’t, I would have missed this glorious sunrise.
Splash!
Someone didn’t turn the water all the way off in one of the bathrooms at work.
Morning Sky
Morning Belt of Venus and Reflected Sunrise
He’s Baaaaaaack!
That’s right, folks, it’s Mr. Trash Bag, back for an encore performance!
Painting Progress
I stopped working on this ages ago because I hated the Laura Ashley underpainting. It was awful, and I just couldn’t think past it. The painting is back on track now, and hopefully, if the drippy bits dry enough overnight, I’ll be able to finish it tomorrow.
Ear Akimbo!
When Harriet gets excited, her ears go wonky. I’m not sure, exactly, what’s going on. They turn partly inside-out and partly up. This time, she’d just come in from hanging out on the patio where there were OHMYGODCATS!!!
Speaking of which, my across-the-hall neighbor caught one of the kittens this morning. He’s got medium-long, blue fur with silver tips. He’s absolutely gorgeous and is surprisingly friendly for a stray. He’s definitely not a feral. I don’t know how he fell in with the mamma-to-be cat. He’s not the right age to be one of hers, besides which, if he were, he’d be wild, which he’s not. He’s clearly been handled before and knows what people and houses are all about.
So, if anyone in the Bloomington area is looking for a pretty boy kitten, let me know. I’m half tempted to take him myself, but the last thing I need is another cat.
red paper boat 