Ana Hunt
@theweind.bsky.social
She/her. Expat. Michigander. Northerner. Wirralian. Cat Mum. Green. Gardener. Hedge Witch. Erstwhile MeFite. No Tories, No TERFs.
This week’s cake is a spiced banana nut loaf.
November 12, 2025 at 5:48 PM
This week’s cake is a spiced banana nut loaf.
Siobhan wonders if we could all keep it down, because she’s trying to nap.
November 9, 2025 at 12:50 PM
Siobhan wonders if we could all keep it down, because she’s trying to nap.
The Other Gerald sends his love:
November 7, 2025 at 8:13 PM
The Other Gerald sends his love:
It’s so hard to get a good picture of Jinxy, because she immediately starts writhing and purring when I pay attention to her, but this one does a pretty good job of capturing her lovely green eyes.
November 2, 2025 at 5:07 PM
It’s so hard to get a good picture of Jinxy, because she immediately starts writhing and purring when I pay attention to her, but this one does a pretty good job of capturing her lovely green eyes.
What I’ve been doing in between putting drops in Phil’s post-cataract surgery eye every 2 hours.
October 30, 2025 at 2:09 PM
What I’ve been doing in between putting drops in Phil’s post-cataract surgery eye every 2 hours.
Albert only wants what’s best for you.
October 29, 2025 at 9:51 PM
Albert only wants what’s best for you.
Where Sunday walks often end:
October 26, 2025 at 12:15 PM
Where Sunday walks often end:
Also, Albert the angelic:
October 25, 2025 at 11:48 AM
Also, Albert the angelic:
If there is sunlight, they will find it.
October 20, 2025 at 4:40 PM
If there is sunlight, they will find it.
The lads would like their dinner now.
October 18, 2025 at 6:33 PM
The lads would like their dinner now.
No banana wasted in this house.
October 18, 2025 at 12:57 PM
No banana wasted in this house.
Siobhan in her Pillow Fortress of Solitude.
October 17, 2025 at 11:11 AM
Siobhan in her Pillow Fortress of Solitude.
Gerald, sleepy and befuddled, after an hour long nap on my lap.
October 15, 2025 at 2:34 PM
Gerald, sleepy and befuddled, after an hour long nap on my lap.
“One more treat before bed, mother?”
October 13, 2025 at 9:23 PM
“One more treat before bed, mother?”
Not a great photo, but a rare event, as all three baskets are occupied. Gerald, in one of his frequent displays of toxic masculinity, has claimed the top basket, after evicting poor Siobhan.
October 13, 2025 at 11:26 AM
Not a great photo, but a rare event, as all three baskets are occupied. Gerald, in one of his frequent displays of toxic masculinity, has claimed the top basket, after evicting poor Siobhan.
Siobhan gets some lap time.
October 7, 2025 at 3:48 PM
Siobhan gets some lap time.
Can’t stop, won’t stop baking the sprinkle cakes.
October 4, 2025 at 1:26 PM
Can’t stop, won’t stop baking the sprinkle cakes.
The boys settled in for second nap.
September 29, 2025 at 10:57 AM
The boys settled in for second nap.
Did you know spider plants, while not toxic to cats, do have what is described as a “mild hallucinogenic effect” on them? My degenerate cat has figured this out, and will follow me around, screaming, if I try to remove it from him.
September 28, 2025 at 2:24 PM
Did you know spider plants, while not toxic to cats, do have what is described as a “mild hallucinogenic effect” on them? My degenerate cat has figured this out, and will follow me around, screaming, if I try to remove it from him.
The gigantic ones are Howgate Wonders, which are notionally all-rounders, but I think they’re better cookers, and the smaller ones are Red Falstaff, which we’ll just eat as is, until they start to lose their crisp texture, at which point I will make them into compote. There are more on the trees!
September 24, 2025 at 12:20 PM
The gigantic ones are Howgate Wonders, which are notionally all-rounders, but I think they’re better cookers, and the smaller ones are Red Falstaff, which we’ll just eat as is, until they start to lose their crisp texture, at which point I will make them into compote. There are more on the trees!
Me: You’re at it again. Get down.
Gerald: I didn’t want to puke up this plant anyway.
Gerald: I didn’t want to puke up this plant anyway.
September 23, 2025 at 10:15 AM
Me: You’re at it again. Get down.
Gerald: I didn’t want to puke up this plant anyway.
Gerald: I didn’t want to puke up this plant anyway.
Me: Gerald, no!
Gerald: But mother, I long to vomit.
Gerald: But mother, I long to vomit.
September 22, 2025 at 2:51 PM
Me: Gerald, no!
Gerald: But mother, I long to vomit.
Gerald: But mother, I long to vomit.
I love this project! And I think all the chickens are great, but this one in particular feels very self-possessed. It is a chicken that is looking back at me very confidently.
September 20, 2025 at 3:42 PM
I love this project! And I think all the chickens are great, but this one in particular feels very self-possessed. It is a chicken that is looking back at me very confidently.