Beholding Beauty

While I was playing with my new toy utilizing my new business tool [READ: AWESOME NEW CAMERA!!!], I was watching Lizzie Cat


Who was watching the Scrub Jays and Sparrows and Finches

Who were eating from their feeders

 

 

 

 

And who could (but didn’t) camouflage themselves in my Heavenly Bamboo.

And we were all being watched by Beautiful Berry.

I knew I had a beautiful front yard, but I didn’t know how beautiful until Kodak showed me.

Things will never be the same!

And Frankly, My Dear… that’s all she wrote!

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Better

Lizzie and I are both feeling a little better today.


Remember this picture of her? I took this with my old standard Sony digital camera. The kind that works well, fits in my pocket, and is great for outings such as Disneyland.

Then I got my new camera. And I took this picture of her. It took me only five minutes to install the software and transfer from camera to computer to blog. How awesome is that?

 

It’s better, right?! The color, the detail, the shading.

It’s just much better.

And Frankly, My Dear… that’s all she wrote!

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Sick as a Cat. Dog. Cat.

Where did that phrase come from, anyway? “Sick as a dog.” What’s that supposed to mean? There’s nothing quite as sick as a sick dog? I beg to differ….

There’s another reason Lizzie Cat has been extra cuddly and loving the Vicks VapoRub with me.
My pretty kitty doesn’t feel well. [You’re all “awwww”-ing with me, aren’t you?!]

She’s been a little more lethargic than usual, and a little more cuddly. A little warmer than usual.  And a little more cranky. She’s got Kitty Fever. So I’m loving that she’s letting me take care of her. My human child is … read the rest. . .

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The Eyes of a Cat

I had writer’s block for today and I when I asked Dot what I should write about, she said, “The Eyes of a Cat” and offered up this little prose:

“Piercing yet Pretty
Gold or brown
Blue or green
or black

A glass sphere
protecting the canvas
of those speckled eyes

Each unique
Like a fingerprint.”


And Frankly, My Dear… that’s all she wrote!

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