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Monday, January 16, 2017

simple things ...

Why have a ho-hum thumb drive when you can have a robot?

and look how cute they are together 
(plus the shinny fella actually earns his keep)

and you may ask - "seriously, has she nothing better to photography than an Amazon box statue standing with a robot thumb drive?"

nope - I've got him.   Oscar.
Possibly one of the most cooperative feline photo subjects in the house.

Monday, January 9, 2017

what you don't see on TV ...

The night before the Rose Parade we made our way to my husband's beloved Cheesecake Factory (still disappointed Penny left waitressing at CF to be a pharmaceutical sales rep --- for all you Big Bang Theory fans). We came across every variety of parade viewer. Folks with their benches, stack of chairs, inflatable couch/bed/floats.  Sectioned off squares of the sidewalk that would for the next 18 hours become their domain.  Some prepared to make it through the night in a sleeping bag, others with high tech propane heaters. 

 What amazed me were the number with young (we're talking itty bitty) babies and dogs (of all sizes). 
 I love a parade as much as the next guy, but common sense people.

FYI - no one brought their cat. Perhaps that says something about the sensibility of cat people. (tongue in cheek because while I am officially the neighborhood crazy cat lady --- qualified early for the crazy portion of that --- I love dogs every bit as much, they just haven't been in the cards as house pets goes). 

 and then there are the cars. 
People in California are over the moon about cars and boy do they love to show it off.

Lowriders - not something you will see cruising down the local streets.

And security - from bike patrol, foot patrol, to whatever these guys were. 

As with just about anything, there is so much to the story than the main event 
and a parade (especially the 'granddaddy of em all') is no exception.

Friday, January 6, 2017

time travel ...

As we fret about the weather back home on the East Coast, snow and ice and flight delays reeking havoc on one child's return to Japan and the other child's travel to and from work - 
we (not so secretly) would rather just be hanging at the beach.

My husband's ideal day at the beach is to simply find a bench and sit back and enjoy the melody of the waves crashing against the rocks, pounding the sand, with the occasional seagull chatter as they make their way to their next perch.

I, on the other hand, can't wait to get to the sand to make my way around the bend where I can explore photo ops and inspect the water pools for urchins and starfish. 

Treasure Island in Laguna is top of my list of sightseeing each time I visit my sister; 
Laguna Beach, my go to for art, shopping, and food.

Tuesday, January 3, 2017

2017 adventures and traditions ...

Several years back I decided I wanted to make 'going to the Rose Parade' a reality so I conspired with my sister and coordinated with my husband and made it happen. The parade was on the bucket list; the time I spend with my sister finally seeing her world in California long overdue. The trip has become a bit of a tradition now and a new adventure every time.

Just as with everything when you get older, this year's parade seemed to go by faster. At one point I half expected the bands to break into a sprint in order to keep up with the floats and I'm fairly sure one of the rides nearly did a wheelie when the driver hit the gas. Of course there is the other side to this, as you get older you appreciate the quickness of the event if for no other reason than the sake of your bladder.

While I fully enjoyed the surfing dogs on the longest float in Rose Parade 
history, I would have to say that the giraffe was probably my favorite.

And the float that moved me the most was the one honoring the lost lives in the Orlando massacre. My heart ached for both the lost souls and their families at the same time beamed with pride at the survivors who stand proud and remind us that even after the darkest moment you must hold your head up and move forward. Also a reminder that senseless tragedy as this must be conquered with love and compassion.

Wishing everyone a Happy 2017. 

 Let the new adventures begin 
and the memories saved for prosperity 
with wonderful and creative photographs.

Monday, December 12, 2016

trimmings ...

Along the line of this year's theme of 'non-breakable' only tree decor 
there are a few items that made their way back from our trip to Europe.

and there is good reason for this (non-breakable) thing this year ...

stinkers these two ...

Monday, December 5, 2016

in our house we take the holidays serious ...

all boxes are thoroughly inspected

sized up

and wrapping details a must 
(stripes are a bit off with this one)

Of all the memes currently on Facebook with a picture of life without a cat versus life with a cat, there should be one that includes wrapping packages. 

 Ike has this thing for tape ... a paper ... and boxes. 

Oh yea, he is all about Christmas.

PS - Bows go on the package on its way out the house. 
(you cat owners know what I'm talking about)

Saturday, November 26, 2016

a few of my favorite things ...

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens 
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things. 

These are a few of my favorite things My Favorite Things

If you have followed this blog for any length of time you are well versed on our history of acquiring a herd of feral cats.  Try as I might I have never been successful in 'friending' the kittens, but that changed with this last litter.  Sitting in the living room I found myself questioning my hearing because despite it being nearly winter, I  heard kittens crying. The mother had placed them in an empty plastic trash container remaining out back after the end of summer clean up.  I laid the container over so it would serve more as a shelter than a receptacle to collect water, and started hatching an idea of a new approach to this whole circle of life situation.  Unlike earlier litters, this trio came just as cold/winter was to set in so I knew I would have to be more aggressive with making sure they were sheltered. I was also determined to get them comfortable with human contact, general rules of 'don't touch' be damned.
Several weeks in and after retrieving one from the pool area multiple times the consensus was reached that they were old enough to remove from mom and relocate in our laundry room.

Some among the ranks were curious.

Some were not.

The cute level simply over the top.

And much to my relief, homes were able to be found for all.

yea, a few of my favorite things!