This is my contribution to Donna's Friday's Foto Flash Fiction #fotoflash Another week, another dollar, and tired feet. It's Friday, Yippee - Finally! And here I am walking down this narrow path to the end of my week. Yet again. Another week. A humble stroll, to my home down the road. Like I said, my… Continue reading A Friday stroll to my humble abode
Category: Adventures
A shoe fetish has gone mad – I blame the ad
I should blame my mom, she taught me to love a good pair of multiple pairs of shoes in the closet. She created a shoe fetish in me. I control it for the most part. Depends on who you ask, but since you asked me...Yeah, I control it. For the most part. Mom would be… Continue reading A shoe fetish has gone mad – I blame the ad
A naughty cat’s vista
When the hoomans are busy doing whatever it is that they do besides feed me, I find my way to inspect their feeding spot and to make it my own little vista. Ah...it's a lovely view, really it is. It's a perfect spot to watch the tiny birds flying around and eating. Man, oh, man,… Continue reading A naughty cat’s vista
Let’s party like the Orioles do!
Skittishly perched on branches in disguise, it's only his songful presence you become aware he is there. Precariously adventurous, ready and willing to flip around the party to get the best bite. Fittingly flitting from spot to spot to share the space. Predominantly handsome, with a belly as bright as his target. Playfully pausing as… Continue reading Let’s party like the Orioles do!
Ah, yes, now spring is officially here
It's not quiet here this morning as the sun rises. The songbirds are singing up a storm. Red in the morning, sailors take warning. The orange glows in the sky indicate the heat of spring is here, too. Yeah, we know, after a nice hot day or two in the spring, we'll likely have a… Continue reading Ah, yes, now spring is officially here
Mad mad mom goes all senior on us
Every morning, I sit in the corner of my office and write my 3-morning pages. It helps me clear my sleepy head, and get me ready for the day. As I finished up my pages today, I wondered how many months I have left in my 54th year of life? I'm not dying, (yet), I'm… Continue reading Mad mad mom goes all senior on us