Friday, February 3, 2017

Cats and Ice Cream

There's not much notice to be taken of sunshine on a frigid day at this time of year unless you're a Cat and a pillow on a window ledge. They meet each other, become one with dreams while the Crows seek out last night's frozen corpses.

 A little concerned for the Towhee. They're doing that scratching around, sound like Elephants in the undergrowth, certainly can give me a start. Tomorrow will be double romper wear and three vests, so that ice cream might make more sense.

1 comment:

Gin said...

Woof! I'm not sure double rompers and three vests are enough! Bitter out there!