Another cat photo for this week. Riley posed for me. She has been admiring my bouquet of flowers I received for my birthday. Truthfully, she has chewed on some long wispy, grassy pieces, that attracted her attention. But in my eyes, she can do no wrong. Lol! I no longer live life by wanting Friday to come. My days revolve around, up early with the birds. Saying a prayer of thanksgiving for my five senses that function, and the mobility of my body, that gets me here and there. In days past, I had a job as a teachers assistant, and we all looked forward to Fridays. Since October I have been working part-time in a library and it’s a fun temporary job. We have started feeding the birds, and I love watching them and I am wanting to learn the name of our visitors. We have embarked on some spring cleaning and had Mr. G haul some items off today. Progress has been made, but the mess I created sorting, is an eyesore. Tomorrow is another day…
Alley the queen bee of our cat family
She is never amused with my photography sessions
I told her that she was a perfect Match for the Daily Post, Weekly Challenge of a Good Match
She didn’t respond
We stopped at a nursery in a very small country town. This cat was lounging in between plants, I guess trying to take an afternoon siesta.
I am linking to Pictorial Friday, over at sweet Peabea’s. She is the host for this linky party.
Yes, she is!
Linking to the Weekly Photo Challenge of Extra~Ordinary
After visiting the blog, Alice and Molly, I was inspired to tackle a small creative project. I am one to buy fabric and have good intentions, but I lose my enthusiasm easily. This seemed to be simple enough and I had fabric that I thought would work well together. Here is my completed pennant banner.
I think that the bobbin on my sewing machine is not threaded right and it was affecting my sewing, so I went with sewing by hand. I know what I would do differently next time.
While working on this I kept whistling the song, His Banner Over Me.. I bet you didn’t know that I like to whistle..Lol!
Thank you Grace for the inspiration!
He fills His hands with lightning and commands it to strike its mark..
God’s voice thunders in marvelous ways,
He does great things beyond our understanding.
Job 36:32, 37:5
His ways are not our ways. As I observe my little sphere of the world I am in awe of the beauty in our little back yard. I hope I don’t tire you out from my backyard tales. But each day I am eager to see what’s new, what flower has bloomed, what vegetable has taken off. I am thankful for these simple adventures in gardening.
For this challenge check out the Daily Post here.
The prompt for the Daily Post photo challenge is Express Yourself. I am on a journey of exploration this year. I like processing and using techniques to transform some of my photos, to give them a quirky and eclectic look. It fascinates me.. We are still rather new to Oregon, so when we go anywhere my camera is usually with me, and I take pictures as my husband drives.The following are what best express me at this time in life.
This frosty morning as I went out to check up on my favorite cat, I discovered that Riley had a bird pinned down in the clutches of her paws. I immediately went into, “ok”, this is not going to happen mode and told her to drop the bird. Well, not quite in that manner, I may have looked like a wild-eyed woman who was not going to see a bird die. I was able to distract her, probably caused Riley to fear for her life and was more than ready to run inside the house. As the little bird sat on the cement patio, I observed a rapid heart-beat. I bent down to stroke its little head and it continued to sit there paralyzed by fear. I was not sure what was going on. I decided to move it onto a big flat rock and grabbed one of my husbands worn out cotton gloves for it to sit on. When I picked it up there was a little blood and instead of causing it anymore fear I laid it on top of the glove. I prayed for the bird and spoke words of kindness to it and left it alone in hopes of seeing it fly away. When I went back out to check up on it, it remained on the rock and I told it to go, you are strong and it flew towards our fence.
It sat there for a few minutes and again I coaxed it and said you can fly, you are strong, and at that moment it flew off and away. I don’t know the outcome, but I tried my best to protect and make it feel loved and secure.