Heavy Petting
Yes, I’m referring to a cat—the Lady in Red, to be exact. She is very pettable indeed.
(Check out this week’s Friday Ark. The Carnival of the Cats will be at Furry Paws on Sunday.)
Yes, I’m referring to a cat—the Lady in Red, to be exact. She is very pettable indeed.
(Check out this week’s Friday Ark. The Carnival of the Cats will be at Furry Paws on Sunday.)
Laurence Simon has posted the results of his first 100-word story podcast challenge. Give a listen. (Click on the gramophone icon on the left in order to hear it.)
This week’s theme is “bunnies.” I admit to borrowing a bit from the movies.
Next week’s theme is “five minutes late.” Wonder what I’ll come up with.
A bee sips nectar from the large lavender bush near my building:
Shabbat shalom.
Her Ladyship was a bit out of sorts during this photo shoot. Seems there was an interloper around, and Her Ladyship does not like interlopers the least little bit.
Here she is against a background of basalt gravel and slippery-elm seeds:
The reason why Her Ladyship is not amused:
Who’s that in my territory? asks Her Ladyship.
And just what do you think you’re looking at?
Want to know what I sound like? Laurence Simon has graciously added my story, and a recording of me telling it, to his 100-Word Stories page.
A Small Act of Defiance
I went on a hike today, and I heard about the bombing attack in Tel Aviv just as I was getting on the bus to go to the meeting point.
During the hike, my old hiking boots fell apart. (Well, I'd had them for more than a decade, and they were cheap to begin with.)
So after the hike, I went to buy new boots with my birthday money.
I bought Caterpillar boots.
Two good things about that:
I get to defy the Caterpillar boycott ... and I get to walk around in shoes with the word “Cat” on them.
This sign invites all passersby into the garden to recite the blessing of the trees ... and it’s right in my neighborhood.
The sign reads: “To Whom It May Concern: We welcome you to our garden to make Birkat ha-Ilanot. Please ring the bell.”
How lovely. Only in Israel. (If it’s not, if you’ve seen such signs in other countries, please tell me about them.)
Missy explores a local swing:
Hey, sweet kittycat, how about a skritch?
Shabbat shalom, and mo’adim le-simha!
Be vewy quiet ...
... I’m huntin’ hametz.
(with apologies to the creators of Bugs Bunny)
(Hakarat ha-tov, literally “acknowledging the good”: gratitude, giving credit where due)
A big thank-you to Josh Waxman of Parshablog for his helpful post on how to vowelize Hebrew in Blogger.
Try out his new Online Hebrew Transliteration Program here.
I give you Her Ladyship, benchwarmer:
Shabbat shalom.
(Check out the Friday Ark at the Modulator. This week’s Carnival of the Cats will be up on Sunday at K. T. Cat’s Scratching Post.)