We are getting ready to head to Seguin Island Lighthouse for a couple of weeks. I conscientiously enlisted a Catsitter to watch cute little Elli.
Tim went backpacking for a couple of nights and while he was gone she died unexpectedly. Healthy during the day, dead overnight. Life is like that.
Because it’s so close to our departure, the catsitter has become a housesitter and they are still coming (which means I still have to clean the fridge).
They won’t have to cook for him, whose call is , “who cooks for you”, but I came across this beauty in our backyard. He was hanging out on a branch near an owl house made for a much smaller owl.
I just stood with him quietly in the woods very peacefully.
Fall is in the air. This tree’s color popped out at me.
Colors haven’t changed in the hills yet.
Nor at ye olde homestead with the cutest sheshedbeeshed, which still needs a foundation skirt and interior shelving.
I see kitten(s) in our future. (Don’t tell Tim).