Wednesday, January 16, 2019

Cat trails cross the new wet grasses in the backyard meandering from the gapes in the fence.  No dogs here.  The neighborhood cats stretch and nap in the soft grasses.  The sprawling quince tree is bare and this dark wet morning I can see into the lite windows of the neighbor’s house. Cats, please catch the rat who is stealing my candy.

Several half- read books are on the table by my reading chair.  I don’t want to let them go but still I don’t pick them up.  Today I am going to continue reading TO THE RIVER by Olivia Laing, a nonfiction nature book.