Missives from the dark forest.
The cats continue to carefully catalog all of the new friends arriving in town.
Thankful for lazy Sunday’s
These winter evenings, I love to stand outside and watch the light burn itself out.
Wrapped up and zonked out. Warm blankets are shared with the whole family.
We heard a loud noise and found an unlucky dove had slammed into our window. Hit so hard that you can even see it’s eye in the powder mark it left. Thankfully, it turned out to be ok and is still cooing and flying.
Pattern Recognition by William Gibson
