We did not check in on the cats last week, and don’t think I haven’t heard about it. They know they’re the most popular weekly feature. And they know, somehow, when I’ve written about them here.
They pester me incessantly when they aren’t here in their regular place.
Perhaps you’ve seen a demanding cat, but unless you’ve seen a demanding cat quite certain of their celebrity, you can’t appreciate what I’m dealing with here. Not really.
Phoebe will doze off on your knee, and it’s adorable, except for that moment you need to shift, move or get up.
But sleeping between layers of a fuzzy quilt is even better.
Not pictured, above, that guilt is folded over multiple times for maximum fluffiness, and is sitting on the back of the sofa.
These cats aren’t spoiled at all. Take it from Poseidon.
You’ll notice he’s not sitting on the sofa cushion, but on two different pillows on top of the sofa cushion.
He will, from time-to-time, sit up and watch a good police chase, however.
The person in that white truck evaded police, left the car and snuck into the woods, trying to mingle with a little encampment there. The police figured it out pretty quickly, though. Poe was there for the whole thing, though. I don’t know why he likes car chases so much, but they do captivate him.
At any rate, we remind them of their many comforts whenever they try to be sneaky, themselves, and bolt for the door.
I snuck outside to look at today’s eclipse. We were not in the totality, which every celestial mechanic expert on the web can tell you about today. But we were due something like an 81 percent endarkening. Except there was the little matter of the forecast. Clouds.
Except that, this afternoon, the clouds did not gather in their masses. There were some low, fluffy white clouds and so we were confident that we would see the thing we aren’t supposed to look at. And then, at precisely the appointed time (have you noticed everyone in the media kept saying “scheduled,” as if our people had talked to the sun’s people and we found a time that worked for everyone?) the clouds moved in. All of the clouds.
So I saw nothing of the eclipse, even though I broke out the eclipse-protecting eye wear.
After which I went to class, because you might as well see if anyone else saw the thing. One student, I know, drove to Ohio to see the big event. I guess I’ll find out, from him, how it was next week.
The purple-leaf sand cherry (prunus x cistena) is coming into its own. It’s a shrub you can’t miss; it’s right by the garage and easy to admire.
Saturday we went to the local Tractor Supply to buy a bunch of seeds.
In the parking lot there we met this guy. Chipper fellow. Quick with a joke, said he was from another town up the highway, but was very complimentary of the people he’d met today. Said they were real neighborly. Small town vibes around here. We made a nice little donation to ChildHelp and felt good about all of the seeds and soil we got, besides.
The Yankee put the seeds in the soil while I returned to grading things. Now we’re just waiting on the vegetables to appear. Maybe tomorrow.
After that, we made a fire in the fire pit. I mention it only to point out the way the smoke was escaping through this one piece of wood.
But don’t take my word for it. There’s video.
If we’re not careful we’ll develop a slow motion video habit, but I’m pretty sure my audience has moved beyond such basic tricks.
Besides, you’re here for the peaceful videos, right? Here’s another minute of the Pacific Coast Highway you can enjoy from our recent trip to central California.
Relax. Enjoy. Repeat.
And have a great start to your week. Much more interesting stuff to come here every day, including more California videos, so do be sure to stop back by.
