Other Photos
Just some recent photos I like….
The sunrise from my porch:
Lately my condo has felt like a drag. I will have to sell it sooner or later with my school endevour, and it is not conviently located for ST, school, or most of my current schedule. But I got up on my Munday, saw this, and remembered how much I love it.
Sheba and Busch:
The introduction of ST’s dog, Busch, and the cats went fairly well. With one exeception:
“Hello. My name is Frisco, hater-of-dogs. I shall sit on the steps to the loft and sulk all night. Except when I am beating up Busch.”
(Yes, I keep Magnetic Poetry and Magnetic Portraits around for people to get creative on my steps. These stairs are horrible to actually climb, but I want to take them with me for creative value.)
And lest you forget I have three cats…
The truth is, Roark is often last on the list of favorites. I’m afraid it’s true for me, even though a mother shouldn’t choose. He and Frisco lived with me and M, so it was perfectly reasonable for us each to have our “baby”. I have a very soft spot for men in my life whom choose Roark.
And, um, did you check out that back? And those legs? Damn.
DAYUM indeed. Is he a cyclist? Triathlete? My fella has legs like that - I call them “superhero calves” - particularly apt as he is often attired head-to-toe in skintight lycra. Sigh. *cough* Oh yeah … thrilled to bits all the babies got on okay at least no fur-fights, and yay for Roark, that’s one happy pusscat (I do like Frisco’s sulky model pout though).
Have a good week, sweet lass - big hugs.