Every day, a photograph, a poem.
Today is windy, so the silly kitty only goes outside when we do— all the blowing things are too much for her overactive alert ways. She follows me around the yard and at every special place, she checks the messages left by other creatures. Here, she’s in the doghouse we’ve never used — or I should say the dog never used, because obviously it’s been used by other creatures and the weather. 🙂
Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker~~
Art from the Heart