Crepuscular
Katya was naturally hardwired to be most active during the twilight hours of dawn and dusk. Tiki was not. Their … Continue reading Crepuscular
Katya was naturally hardwired to be most active during the twilight hours of dawn and dusk. Tiki was not. Their … Continue reading Crepuscular
This morning I was greeted by a rabbit. He looked me up and down,didn’t bother with a hello,judged me completely,then … Continue reading Wild Thing…You Make Katya’s Heart Sing
Groundhogseat the daylilies,and usually leave the dahlias.It is a small lesson,but importantwhen you’re trying to grow something beautiful. So I … Continue reading Remembrance in a Garden
Breaking news:The house sparrows have annexed the airspace above my front door. The eaves, of course, were occupied years agoan … Continue reading Reclaiming My Territory
On Sunday, we journey to Piggy StandThe funniest place in the whole darn land.Where legends snort and jelly jiggles,And every … Continue reading Sunday is Dedicated to the Pigs
There is a village, tucked out of sight,Where cool cats gather every Saturday night.At dusk, they assemble with regal flair,To … Continue reading The Saturday Cat Council
“We work in the dark—we do what we can—we give what we have.”—Henry James The first sentenceis a worn trail … Continue reading Nothing Is Wasted
He was a legend in his own mind. She was the damsel in distress. When they met, even the lesser … Continue reading Thinking Beyond the Trope
The green jungleoutside my windowconceals mysteries— what my neighbor is up to,where the cats disappear,what stirs beneath the leaves. Hell, … Continue reading The Green Jungle
The summer garden of us was lush,until the frost bit deep.We wake to a landscapeturned suddenly stark,snapping the roots.The clock … Continue reading The White Rain
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