Longing For Color......

I wish that I could say that I had a specific theme in mind......I didn't...actually that's not entirely true. I am LONGING for color......really having a mid winter need for a palette full of Mother Nature's finest.

Winters in the Northeast can be very long.... 

Living along the coast can be especially brutal. When the Northeast winds begin to blow, you can literally feel them whooshing through this old house....

 

 

 

MORE SNOW??? Oh no ~ say it isn't so :o(

 

This dog really does do other things besides sleep on the daybed...really.....honestly....

It appears that once again, we will be paid a visit by Jack Frost, Old Man Winter, or however you refer to that force that brings tons of white stuff.

Red "buttons" Bird knows it.....

 

Blackie aka mooch # 1 knows it

 

They ALL know what's coming.

So the plan here is to get necessary supplies from Wally World ( again ), remove the shovels from the garage ( again ), and get ready to hunker down with my little friend and a BIG cup of cocoa!


 

I would LOVE to know what everyone else is going to do this weekend( besides watch the Superbowl and make chili :o) 

More than likely, my "to do" list is going to look something like this:


1) Shovel the snow form the walkway.
2) Consume hot cocoa.
3) Remove snow from the jeep, which by now is probably about 6".
4) Consume more hot cocoa.
5) Return to the jeep which by now has another 4".
6) Go back inside to warm up for 5 minutes, then start clearing a path for Gus in the backyard ~ this also entails clearing a path for Mooch # 1, aka Blackie and Mooch # 2,aka Winston ( see previous posts.)
7) Repeat #s 1 - 6, several times.

After about 6 hours of this, this is what we are ALL going to be doing here:

 

Have a safe weekend ~ if you get cabin fever, try to grin and bear it....

For Becky & Her Sweet Family

Psalm of Comfort

As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after Thee, O God.
My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: 'When shall I come and appear before God?'
My tears have been my food day and night, while they say unto me all the day: 'Where is Thy God?'
These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, how I passed on with the throng, and led them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why moanest thou within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise Him for the salvation of His countenance.

 

Happy Groundhog Day!

Wow ~ getting close to that 100 comment post mark ~ could it be that another prize will be needed?






We could ask Phil ~ you all know Phil ~ the little guy who told us this morning that we had 6 more weeks of Winter ahead of us!



We have this really weird tradition here ~ we call it Ground Beef Day ~ not sure how or when it got started but every year we have little burgers shaped from ground hog cookie cutters.


Then we watch the movie of course!






Does anyone else out there celebrate Groundhog Day?

A Tale of Two Kitties ^>..<^~(and a squirrel?)

Today started with those familiar screams that we hear daily from our "resident" squirrel ~ i.e., the one who we identify by it's ear markings, and unusual behavior. What is unusual about it's behavior you ask? Well let's see.....for a start his best friend is one of our "resident" cats...i.e., a cat that has lived in our garage and crawl space for the last two years ~ feral but friendly. Her terms, not ours...always.

OK so back to the squirrel ~ HE ( yes he ) was making those noises....you know what they sound like........"caaaaaaaat...caaaaaaaaaaaat"......"scaaaaaaaaat cat......scaaaaaat."
At least that is how we interpret them here.



In trying to determine what was bugging him now, we thought at first he was annoyed because Blackie (resident cat # 1, his pal ), was not chasing him....he likes to play with Blackie..... a little too much. I think that HE thinks that ALL cats are like Blackie............






Enter resident cat # 2....Winston, or as he is also known,"that cat with the big head." Winston also very sweet always looks surprised...kinda like Mr. Bill from the older SNL skits. We call him Winston, because we think he looks like Winston Churchill.....originally we thought he looked like Steed from the Avengers, but upon closer examination, we felt that Churchill was his double.............I digress.....





It appeared today that "the squirrel with no name", was alarmed by Winston's presence....one bowl of dry food......two cats..could be trouble he thought.....so he took off.....a battle for the bowl commenced.....at which point Gus wanted a piece of the action.......enter animal # 4...domestic canine, with sweet eyes,a loving heart, and no common sense.

When Gus got outside, and started to run, they all scattered....Gus ate the cat food and returned back inside to digest his meal.



The cats took off in opposite directions, and the squirrel scampered back up the tree.
Why am I telling you all of this?
It came to our attention today that these two cats, that we were certain destined for a life of misery, have been working the houses in our neighborhood....all of them.

In search of handouts, which apparently they get.
We are their home base.
We are who they return to at night for comfort.
We are their safety zone.



How many of you have been taken in by multiple animals? Inquiring minds want to know :o)