Musings on cats, travel, gardens and life
Not my garden, I wish it was. From our visit yesterday to the Rose Garden at Point Defiance in Tacoma, a kaleidoscope of color and fragrance. The same rose garden in the picture below, taken by my great grandfather, O.T. Frasch, of his wife… Continue Reading “Stop and Smell the Roses”
“Benji, did I ever tell you that you’re an inspiration to me.” “Why’s that, Sue?” “You’re so cheerful! Despite your handicap, you still love life! I’m not so sure I would do as well.” It’s been 2 years since Benji’s accident – Time to… Continue Reading “Life is full of Adjustments – Benji Two Years Later”
“You were a good kitty, Tiger, gentle and sweet. We miss you already.” We adopted him when he was five years old, living in a cat hotel. His previous owner was desperate to find a home for him, and in the meantime was boarding… Continue Reading “Sweet Dreams, Tiger”
What’s that you say? I was recently playing a word game and tried to enter ‘daveno’ – I may have spelled it wrong – and was told there was no such word. Granted, I hadn’t heard it in a few decades, even so, we… Continue Reading “Have a Seat on the Daveno”
The last two weeks have been intense. The Pacific Northwest has been ravaged by fierce weather; heavy rains caused severe record-breaking flooding, resulting in road closures, evacuations and homes under water. Many suffered the loss of everything and are thankful to be alive. A… Continue Reading “Stormy Weather, Jury Duty, and a Walk in the Garden”
Facebook reminded me that 9 years ago, this was the view from my office window. It was Benji’s first snow. There’s been no snow yet this winter, but we still enjoy looking out the window. “Right, Benji?” “Of course, Sue.” This morning, I replenished… Continue Reading “Looking out my Window with Benji”
I love the word ‘textures’ – say it slowly and you can hear its rich sound and even see its meaning in your mind’s eye. Nature, like life itself, is textured and nuanced. Not only smooth, but sometimes rough, not merely soft but also… Continue Reading “Textures in Nature and Art”
Today felt like the first day of winter, with frost on the ground and temperatures in the low thirties. Even so, we bundled up and took a walk at a nearby park, where crispy, fallen leaves were still everywhere on the ground. ‘Hey dear,’… Continue Reading “Saying Goodbye to November”
I’ve been drinking the dark brew since high school. Mom would make coffee in the morning before she went to work, and there was always some left in the pot when I got home after school. I heated it up, added cream and sugar… Continue Reading “Seeking a Better Cup of Coffee and Fun with AI”
I don’t have to go far to find colorful fall leaves; I just walk to the park at the end of my street and enjoy. The pictures below are from prior years; I’ll tell you why. A windstorm brought down the tallest tree on… Continue Reading “Changing Trees of Color on the Street Where I Live”