The return of a cat who’s smart enough to get under the covers. The pointiness of said cat. The ridiculously loud purring of said cat.
The other cat just plasters himself against my hip and shoots me a look when I fidget or roll over.
This morning it was darn cold when I left for work. Once I got closer to Albany, it started to snow. Lightly, small flakes, dry, fluffy snow.
I could hardly drive because I was so fascinated by the snow on the highway, being blown around by the passing cars. I swear to you it was moving from side to side of the three lane side of I-90 in perfect sine waves. I have no explanation for this; I have no proof of it; I’m glad to be still alive despite it; but that’s what I saw.
Three lanes of morning commute and the cold, cold snow slithering along the highway from side to side in perfect waves.
All from eating lunch!
Tonight was listening to celtic playlist while plowing through the book. Came to attention during this fine tune as sung by Archie Fisher
Shepherd on the Hill
written by Graeme Miles about 1965
I am a shepherd on the hill
By yonder burn I drink my fill
And come what may and come what will
The loneliness will always find me
I know every rock upon the fell
And every twisted root as well
And when I have a tale to tell
The loneliness will always listen.
Loneliness, oh loneliness,
Never far behind me
Loneliness oh loneliness
Hand in hand, beside me Continue reading →
I’ve mentioned 9 Chickweed Lane a few times over the years. When I first started reading it, there was a romance firing up between the two main characters, on display for all the world to see during a major cello competition. It was such a compelling story (ok and rather juicy) that if I woke up in the middle of the night, I’d check to see if the newest installment had arrived on my phone yet.
Today, we reached a point in a new story that has been going on since November 25th, 2013. Yes, that’s right, a major story arc that’s been going on for more than a year and without the two main characters. There have been a few little holidays and Sundays away from this plot but mainly it’s been two to four panels of beautiful drawing and clever story and dialogue crafting to push us to…
…today.
Today’s installment seems to me to be the pinnacle of this story although I feel there must be more to bring it all to the conclusion and back to the current day players. There will be sadness and tears, to be sure, along with some discoveries. But today, three panels that are just epic in that it took more than a year to get to this very moment and point and the last panel’s two words.
God gave burdens, also shoulders.
