Sunday, November 23, 2008

Nine weeks and growing

There's been so little time even to think about anything else. Gone are my days of sitting and stitching quietly. But at least Little Bear and Miss Ellie are starting to play just a bit, though mostly she plays "whack-a-mole" at his expense.

I titled this photo "So THIS is where they all went!" My partner tries to keep his toys picked up, but he found them. Now one of his favorite games is taking them from the basket, one at a time, and dropping them onto the floor.


Saturday, November 15, 2008

Little Bear

We rescued this little guy on Monday night. It took me an hour and a half in the cold and drizzle to coax him out from under the HVAC unit at a local community center and into a borrowed cat carrier. No telling how long he'd been out there, but a significant portion of his little life--he's less than eight weeks old, our vet says.

I think I'm in love....

Writing? Did someone mention writing?

Monday, November 10, 2008

The Golden Morning

Each year, ginkgos drop all their leaves at once in a thick, golden blanket that’s so brilliantly yellow it takes your breath away, even on a cold and overcast November day like this one. Today was the morning. I didn’t have my camera, alas, and the light wasn’t good, either; this image is one I found online, just to give you a hint. It's always a wonderful event, like a benediction on the fall and a welcoming of the resting time of winter.

It's been nearly two months since my dissertation defense, and I'm only now beginning to feel normal again. Amazing, how exhausted I have been--that was completely unexpected by me, though no one else seems surprised. The good news is that I'm beginning to feel like writing again!