Thanksgiving...

You may think this photo has nothing to do with Thanksgiving. You couldn't be more wrong.

This great beast symbolizes, to me, the strength of friendship, the sadness of friendships lost, the endurance of family, the beauty of life and its ever present danger.

I'm thankful for the good and the bad.

Perhaps because I get more good than bad.

I got the Blues again...

and I am justified.

I've got one very ill friend, I've lost a friend, and I was made to sit through live theatre last Saturday night.

Financially, I've hit the wall and I gained 8 lbs. My skin is dry and winter is a'comin.

I wish I could drink.

Blue Kitty

Oh, the Cuteness of it all....

This is a postcard I received from little Ruby's mom. I think I'm being taunted or stalked with images of this irresistable fuzzball. There is NO escape!

I'll have to admit she has a way with the kitties. I don't think I could manipulate a kitten to sit still, in a pumpkin, to take her picture.

T. is a cat whisperer.