I want you all to know how much I appreciate the intelligence and kindness I have experienced here, in STARK contrast to the stupid ugliness I receive daily for any informative or questioning comment I make on FB. This selfie is entitled, “Sometimes it be like that”.

How much is that kitty in the window?

Mya sister and I tried to pick up these stray puppies, but they wouldn’t get in the car

My pollinator garden

In the US you’ll need to look for blue bachelor buttons. The cornflower here is a chicory plant’s blooms

This is the chicory plant pictured below, which is called a cornflower in the US

Cornflower blue is from a different cornflower, the chicory plant pictured below

Chicory is also called cornflower. It is a different plant species

The chicory plant pictured below is also called a cornflower. It is a completely different species

Where I live these are called bachelor buttons, and the cornflower is a chicory plant’s blooms. (Chicory, pictured below, is called cornflower also, and is a true “cornflower blue”)

I dreamed a few nights ago that I sat down, picked up a guitar and wrapped my arms around it to play easily, and it felt like coming home to myself. I used to play. A LOT, like hours daily. Playing and song writing were my therapy, my joy. But life and excess weight made it impossible for me to play

Baby Chipping Sparrows nesting on the front porch in front of my rocker

Sometimes you just need to cuddle up to your best friend, read a good book and sleep until morning. Catch y’all on the flipside.

Naw, my baby coated Sphynx is cuter