Almost exactly 3 years ago, Howard took
this picture of a chipmunk, who was sitting
near a drainpipe here at That Old House.
On this day Mr. Chipmunk, or more likely his many descendants,
would be wiser to stay under cover.
Although today looks a lot like this time, two years ago:
When it snows, I tend to take pictures from inside the house.
Our side yard, this morning, from the dining room:
Our side yard, two years ago, from the front porch,
at that odd "blue light" time of day in the late afternoon.
I am not the only family member who thinks it's best
to stay under cover on a nasty day.
Dylan is napping in his favorite spot: the back of the Study sofa.
He has never tumbled off backwards; he leads a charmed life.
Or, possibly, there's a zipper in that nice coat of his, and inside there's a cat.
|My Mom used to say that the Lord watches over little children, drunk men, and fools. Dogs, too?|
Gilda prefers terra firma.
She is sawing wood in the Study crate.
|Note to her foster Mom, Adriane -- see how sleek her coat is? We done good.|
While I was snapping pictures out of windows this morning,
I noticed that the Parlor mantel is nekkid. Like, totally.
But I also saw something even more odd
than a nekkid mantel shelf.
See it? Lower right corner. Fuzzy cloudy blobby thing.
My Nikon camera sometimes produces an image with
a fuzzy spot, but today I was using my Canon.
Which doesn't. Make spots I mean.
I took two of these shots, and both show the blob.
Have our spirits returned?
Happy Tuesday! -- Cass
(Who needs to clean the lens on her camera!)