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Paladin needs his water!

Paladin will not suffer water from bowls until later in the day. He likes his morning water from the kitchen sink’s faucet.

We have snow here. . .but it’s manageable

My husband is the snow manager. . .

. . .coming and going.

Paladin is not drinking coffee!

Paladin is drinking cold water from a well rinsed percolator. He is very adept at these things.

Effie Just in Case

Effie’s Dad is a lawyer, so she naturally thought she should have a brief case of her own. She had no way to express  this, other than to express the fairness of her desire, so she climbed into my husband’s file-filled brief case to make her point, which we found most endearing.

Newly Rediscovered

I have never called or considered myself an artist. For a while I had an Apple laptop with graphic capabilities, and I did some sketching with it. My husband surreptitiously kept them on his computer when we dumped the rotten Apple for a competent Microsoft computer. We forgot about them for a while (I created these graphics in 2006) and he came across them last night. I decided they had nostalgic if not artistic value to me, and decided also to post them on my blog, trusting in my readers’ kindness.

Irises

Woman with Cat

Red Cap

Flotation

Mobile

Pom

Sharp!

A rare imprint

This iron spigot serves a front lawn in America; it’s roughly 20 years old. I remember when most things for our homes, our attire, and our cats’ food were made in the USA as a matter of course. I sometimes wonder whether we really get along so much better with the rest of the world, now that we make fewer basic things for ourselves. Just a thought; I don’t care to politicize it.

where “once in a blue moon” comes from

This blue moon brightened our sky last night. A blue moon is the second full moon within one month; the last blue moon occurred September 30, 2012. The next blue moon will occur January 31, 2018.

G’night, sky

Epical Pi Day forthcoming

For those of us who regularly dwell in algebraic hibernation, my husband noted this morning that this coming Pi Day, which I just discovered has been celebrated every March 14 since 2009 by Congressional proclamation, will have the mind-dazzling highlight of two additional decimal places: 3.1415.

This is certainly a most fortuitous year. At once every 100 years, Pi Day occurs less frequently than appearances of Halley’s comet.

We plan a quiet celebration at home.