Spring has sprung! Again! Until it’s next inevitable retreat! Which should be in about 45 minutes!
Hey, April is shot anyway, right? May as well let this be the mercurial month of meteorology. Keep those weather folks on their toes or some such. And the flowers, and the leaves, and all of the blooming trees, like this one in the yard:
The cats are doing just grand. As we get set to begin our fifth week at home. Time flies! These guys will be monsters at some TBD return to the office.
Phoebe was sitting with me last night and couldn’t bear to watch the dramatic scene at the end of this week’s episode of Homeland.
Hard to blame her. This one was tough. Also, let the record show that I am wearing a fleece indoors because it is April, which is this month’s cruelest month, for different reasons than T.S. Eliot intended, I’m sure.
The cats have various trees and perches and bookshelves in many of our windows, because you bend your lives to the pets around you in an effort to keep them off your video calls — like we hadn’t done that before the age of Zoom. But here, Poseidon is on top of the mantle looking out at a bird or a chipmunk or something or other.
I like to think that, because he is not in his usual spot in that window he thinks he’s sneaking up on the critter outside, catching it unawares in the catching it in cat stares.
He’s a cat, but he may have high level cat intelligence. But, even as I resist the urge to mis-anthropomorphize him, I don’t want to give him too much credit.
It might go to his head.
I forgot about some pictures. See, it goes like this. The best camera is the one you have. And one always has their phone of course.
But the best camera I actually have is a DSLR. Only the mirrors need cleaning. And every so often I forget that it is the best camera I have because the best display I have is, of course, on my phone. Don’t get fooled by that, carry your camera. It is larger, of course. It slows the picture-taking down, of course. I don’t mind that part. It isn’t as easy as thumbing your way into the ones you like and then running through your minimalist resizing process. You have to get the reader, take the card out of the camera, plug the latter into the former and the combined apparatus into the computer, and the machine has to read the card and then you have to select the good ones so that you may go through your minimalist resizing process.
And then I take the pictures and I am pleased. And then I put it aside because of the extra steps. They’re just. So. Extra.
After you put it aside you forget. You get distracted. You get behind. And if you ever catch up again, you tell yourself, you’ll pull your camera out and take pictures.
And I do all of that. Then, sometimes, I forget to actually do the uploading. So now I am catching up. I have a fair stack of recent photographs to get through and we’re going to see three of them here. And that, friends, is how website padding is done.
To the Canon photographs!
Ahh, those heady days of late March, when we were already home, and we were suckered into an “early” spring, even when you know you are being suckered, the suckering sucks you in. To be twice duped is only the beginning, my friend.
Anyway, neighborhood tree blooms on a neighborhood walk. I believe it was a jeans and t-shirt kind of day.
The walk that lead me to this photo called for shorts, and it was a rare glorious day.
Perhaps this was the same day. The end of March, when you can’t get enough of all of the blooming things.
But before I could put away sweaters and jackets and things.
