I am drinking coffee and we are getting back to it.
Suddenly it is Summer now. Yes, we called the weeks previous to this “summer” (though it’s not yet the solstice) but the last two days, oppressive, dank, big sun, billowing storm clouds– this is summer in Huntingdon. It is disgusting, but I have a great fondness for it. We have done it many times before– whirring fans, Boxer’s dark, neon, late night, the cold green lake, muddy bottom creek-water.
I am severely backlogged on cats (cat-logged?) and I must continue to deliver them to you in a timely manner. There are so many to celebrate.
We’ll return with a classic– Some Cats I Have Seen (the original alternate title for this blog).
And, these are not cats I have seen but they are cats sent to me by a dear Blum. And that is worth about a million points.