Sunset......after the storm

 From a few days ago.....was just able to post it now. After that horrendous storm we had, the sky brightened for sunset. I love poetry. I love reading it, and finding bits and pieces that speak of the moment.....
        "Shall I compare thee to a summer' day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
    Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
           And Summer's lease hath all too short a date." (Shakespeare)

 Clouds were pink, lilac, azure...................
"In the grey summer garden I shall find you, with day break and the morning hills behind you....joy in the world, and peace, and dawn's one star." ( "Idyll" by Seigfried Sasson)

The tell tale sign that night is coming.....the clouds taking on a blue-grey tint. Was amazing.
"Eeryone suddenly burst out singing. And I was filled with such delight. As prisoned birds must find in freedom, winging wildly across the white orchards and dark green fields....on, on, and out of sight." ("Everyone Sang" by Seigfried Sassoon)

Bo's St. Paddy's Afternoon

 We love our Bo. She is so pretty. Ragdoll breed has such a lovely temperment. They also can be very naughty. Bo is quite naughty. But she is so sweet, that she gets away with a lot.  Here she is, wearin' o' the green( kind of ), it being St. Paddy's day. She is not supposed to be sleeping on the towels.

 Bo decided to go for  walk on the ledge. She is not allowed up there either. Bo was being naughty.

 Bo decided that for St. Paddy's Day she would like some sun. She liked the ledge. But , again, she knew that she was not supposed to be up there.

      So, Bo came back down to the towels. Not exactly a compromise. Bad Bo. Doesn't she look contrite?

 Bo went back on the ledge. In the sun. In the warmth, surrounded by green.

Bo fell asleep on the ledge, in the sun, in the warmth. What a great life. May we all find our own ledges to sit on, in the sun, in the warmth.

Waiting for Spring.....

                  "Joy is the mainspring in the whole of endless Nature's calm rotation" (Schiller)

"Give me beauty inthe inward soul, and may the outward and inward person be as one. May I reckon the wise to be the wealthy, and may I have such a quantity of gold as none but the temperate can carry." ( Socrates)

MORE from the Hurricane March 12, 2012

 This is an incredible sight......trees bending over at Alder and Hilchey. Street was blocked off for hours. What a mess. Power lines down. Storm raging .....

 This is after the storm passed. The mess left on the beach near downtown Flannel City........

 Torrents of oceans, falling, rumbling, crashing...so loud.

 This is NOT the beach, can you believe it. This is the Island Hwy. Cleanup crews were amazing and were out immediately to get things tidied up. They were amazing.

 At Willow Point...Can see the waves coming in as the storm progresses....

Would not want to be on the  ocean. Amazing.

Hurricane Aftermath in Flannel City

 Massive trees downed today in hurricane type storm. Building lost siding, roof segments, chimneys toppled......

 Huge trees pulled up by their roots.........people stopping and taking pics  ( I am guilty of that one as well)

 Couldn't believe these old trees went over so easily. 

 Roots exposed. Pieces of tarps tangled.

 At the Catholic Church, cracked roots lie across the parking lot. Could have been worse. Could have gone across the road.

 Freezing wind. Everything blocked off.

 More trees. Big roots. Slammed into the ground.

 Kids find the time to climb on the trees.

 Snapped in half. Lots of downed power lines, just left dangling.

Roads closed. Tree leaning on power lines. Wow.

A Day in the life of a Cat.....

 How to spend the day.........Bo is a fashion consultant......

 Birdies ......................

 Pye likes to watch.

 Birdies sit in the little feeder in front of the window......

 Pye  makes uneventful smacking sounds at birdie on the windowpane.

 Always hopeful............................

"Please God, in one of my 9 lifetimes, let me catch a bird....indoors."

And Bo....smug as always, ignores the birds and continues her domination of the fabric industry.

White Cat in the Sunset

 Tonight the air was warm, yet cool, with the promise of chill at night. White Cat sat on the fence basking in the breeze. She lives behind us on the hill, but spends a great deal of her outdoor time, lounging about in my garden, sitting on the fence.I talk sweet talk to her, tousle her thick fur and she purrs and fluffs.

 Tonight the sunset was longer, the wind a little cool. The afternoon had been so nice I think White Cat was hoping it would last even longer.

 Come this weekend, she will get her wish.....clocks go ahead. Yay! It means White Cat  will be down here chasing birds  even more than usual.

Sunset at last. I leave White Cat to her designs....she has things to sniff, last minute birds to chase, and some sort of invisible music to listen to.