Spencer's hideaway. Ahhh. Dry.
From the greenhouse Spencer sees the Jays. One has the best foot grab ever......
But it's cold outside. He stays inside . Watching the jays.
"Birds sing after a storm, why shouldn't people feel as free to delight in whatever."
(Rose Kennedy 1890-1995)
A terribly misty, rainy day. Spencer can feel the damp through his paws. He can see Mt. Washington from the greenhouse. First snow.
Sog of a bog of a day. Sky changes again. Ever hopeful.
"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without words, and never stops at all. " (Emily Dickinson) 1820-1886)
Clearing. Fogging up the window. Smokey stares.Willing Spencer to come out and play.
"Cats have very sad face. They look at you a long time and think about you. They are peaceful to have around." (Anon.)
And then the rain begins again.