A big snow has come today, dressing the trees in their winter finery and bending
the sweeping hemlocks to the earth. Rhu and I were out early, loading wood
into the house, just as the snow began to fall. An enthusiastic cat, he is, racing
around, up and down the trees and up the wood stack, providing hearty
entertainment for the morning's work.
Back inside, several hours later, the bird feeders are filled, but not one bird has
found them yet. I do hope they will by tomorrow morning, I think Rhu will enjoy
the show when I am gone off for a Thanksgiving feast with family.
Rhu Bear is a cat that likes to climb and climb and climb... waaaay up in trees... and
he has been perfecting the art of graceful falling, too.
It has taken me months to find my way back here. Maybe because there has been a
cat to settle in, and many, many leaves to move and gardens to ready for winter and
students to teach and long roads to travel to do so. Maybe, too, because there is no
heat in my studio, and not much art to show you. I've been waiting for weeks
for someone to come, only to discover they were never scheduled to do so.
I found someone else and then parts needed to be ordered and a week of waiting
and now, finally, the parts are here and next week I should have heat!
In the meantime, my camera has accompanied me on my long drives to school,
and has captured some scenes from my travels - foggy mornings, and the setting
sun on my home commutes and strange, painterly blurring that happens with speed.
I'll come back another time (hopefully sooner than last time) so I'm sure this will
get posted before the electricity fails!