This Morning

Thankfully, the gray yarn I found strung across my office floor this morning turned out not to be attached to the Calligraphy cardigan. I actually haven’t been able to figure out where it came from.

Not Calligraphy

When I asked Augie what he knew about the situation, he got a crazy look in his eye and screamed “Winter is coming!” at the top of his kitty lungs . . . 

GOT Augie

and then refused to engage in any further discussion of the incident.

Augie Snow

I resorted to figs (part of the errand day bounty), tea, and Calligraphy on the porch.

Porch Calligraphy

Winter is coming. I’m going to need a sweater.

Mirror Calligraphy


Talk to me!