Greetings, Friends!

It’s been a long time since I wrote to you in September.
It’s long past due.
We need some easy, brainless, nothingness to consider.
Here I am!!!!!!

I was out for a walk yesterday in the mild, low 30’s temps. Street ice could be avoided, mush could be easily stomped off the boots, cold was stopped by the jacket. You get the picture.

As I passed by one house, a woman came out into the front yard, walking toward a tree whilst carrying a cat. ( I like that word whilst, don’t you? It adds a bit of romance to the whole story. I don’t mean Romeo and Juliet romance, I mean softer margins and poetic language sort of romance. Where was I?
Oh yes,)
So as she makes her way toward the tree, I’m thinking that she’s going to put the cat down in the snow. Well, I am impressed because neither of my felines would stand for that cold wetness on their paws. This must be a hardy cat.

She turns to me as she’s putting the cat on what I can now see is a shoveled path to the tree. She says, “He has to come out and scratch the tree every day.”

And, sure enough the cat sedately walked toward the tree, gave it three or four perfunctory scratches, turned around and walked back to the lady who picked him up again.

I asked what his name was.
“Wally. And he’s twenty years old. He’s my good friend and companion.”

And they returned to the house to perhaps perform some other daily traditions.

” Have a nice day!”
“You, too!”

It was less than a minute out of my day, but colored the rest of my day cheerful.

And, speaking of color, I found my self wearing an odd combination the other day. It was a sewing day and not a day when I had to be seen by anyone other than the cats and the hubster.

As I walked through the upstairs hallway from ironing board in the bedroom to sewing machine in the sewing room, I glanced at my reflection in the hallway mirror. If it had been my two year old granddaughter wearing that combo, I would have asked her if she had dressed herself.

No, I had come up with that. I wanted color and warmth. Hence the Tommy Bahama sun dress and the argyle knee hi’s.

Sigh.
Sartorial Spendor it wasn’t.
Minnesota Sewist Chic it was.

I hope you have a wonderful Wednesday.  BIG virtual hugs to you all.

Love,

Janet