Curtains shredded. Upholstered furniture threadbare. Carpet tattered. Spring? Still waiting.
Day 'whatever' inside with the humans due to the abominable cold white stuff all over the place outside.I grow tired and bored with the human toys - the curtains, upholstered furniture, carpet , throw rugs and house plants. Sigh...And so, I nap.
“There is something joyful about storms that interrupt routine. Snow or freezing rain suddenly releases you from expectations, performance demands, and the tyranny of appointments and schedules. And unlike illness, it is largely a corporate rather than individual experience. One can almost hear a unified sigh rise from the nearby city and surrounding countryside where... Continue Reading →