[ A view of the lake, sun shining on the wind-ruffled water; the far side of the lake, to the right, is iced over. To the left is the shore, mostly rocks with some low dry scrub. ]
Bluewater Lake is … it’s just gorgeous, y’all.
I mean. Continue reading small beauties, other side of the lake edition
[ A view up a rocky slope topped with evergreen trees. Major Tom is sitting to the right, facing away from the camera, & Loiosh is a small blotch emerging from behind a bush, right at the treeline, about a third of the way across the photo. ]
I didn’t get out of the house as early as I WISH I had on Wednesday — there being nothing I could do about it at the time, I would rather not have heard about the attempted coup in DC until later — but I did manage to avoid doomscrolling for a while, at least, & I’m glad I did it, cos that’s left me with the energy to do something about it now, that being to contact my reps & demand that they not let people GET AWAY WITH THIS, WHAT THE EFFING EFF.
ANYWAY. Cat pictures. They’re both in the pic at the top, promise! Continue reading lake day, but on the other side this time
[ A view up a tall, rocky hill that’s really pretty steep in places. It’s the same one I went partway up, with the boys, a couple months back. ]
(spoilers cos I know y’all worry: he’s fine)
Two days after Christmas, I decided, was gonna be the day we’d finally get to the top!
… except it didn’t happen that way. Continue reading this time, for sure!
[ Loiosh, an orange tabby wearing a green harness, is seen from behind, where he’s standing on a rock overlooking the highway. There’s a semi with a red cab going past. Loiosh’s tail is waving gently. ]
Loiosh: “Mom, when can we get on the road again?”
Me: *sobbing*
CAN’T COME SOON ENOUGH but in the meantime, at least I can take the boys wandering. Continue reading big rocks day, part the third
[ Loiosh, an orange tabby wearing a green harness, stands on a tree branch, looking up. ]
Loiosh, up a tree. As usual. Continue reading big rocks day, part the second
[ An oblong boot print in otherwise-untouched snow. The design isn’t very clear but there’s a tipi in there. ]
Not that I managed many pictures of the big rocks without cats standing on em, but here’s my bootprint in the snow. Manitobah Mukluks leave EXCELLENT prints. Continue reading small beauties, big rocks edition
[ Loiosh, an orange tabby, seen quite close up; he’s ignoring the camera to give me some pretty pointed side-eye. ]
Woke up with Loiosh doing this so CLEARLY I was gonna hafta get him out of the house some. Y’all, he is A LOT when he’s bored, & he gets bored WAY too easily. Continue reading big rocks day, part the first
[ A couple clumps of short fluffy grey-green moss, on a rock. ]
Moss! For all my gnomes!
[ Major Tom, a big grey tabby wearing a black harness, lays at his ease on a bed of red pebbles in a variety of sizes. One of his forepaws is tucked up, the other stretched out in front of him. ]
Tom, in a moment of repose. On Mars. Continue reading in which sometimes a cat is just a cat
[ A view from a height, over a broad plain covered in low brown grass. The lake peeks out from behind a bit of a hill to the right, & beyond it are higher rolling hills capped with sparse evergreens. ]
I haven’t been able to get the boys out very often, between the Giftmas rush & the cold, but last Wednesday it got up into the 60s, & I stuffed the lot of us into the van & headed for the lake. Continue reading small beauties & a warm day
