new grandbabies

Ethan and Moriah
Ethan on the right and Moriah on the left

just one of the 200 pictures I have taken in the first week of their life

Ursus Wehrli

way funny guy I saw on TedTalks

he likes to create order out of chaos especially in art 

but he seems to see art in everyday stuff

 and in nature

I like this guy

way happy - in fact - happy x two

So happy that Ethan and Moriah have arrived safely to Anne and Ken.
5 pounds 12 oz and 4 pounds 9 oz. on last Friday morning.
There are in the NICU for feeding difficulties
that will hopefully be resolved soon.
Such joy - it is actually true that words are not good enough.
They have actually created a bubble in me of pure joy.
Ethan has peed on me twice.
And still....such joy. God is good.

regarding cats

Thinking about the cat reminded me that when Karen saw that Moush was developing that saggy bit of skin that hung below her belly ( and it would wiggle back and forth when she ran ) Karen wanted us to send her to a plastic surgeon for a tummy tuck. Karen thought that Moush shouldn't have to walk around like that and be all embarrassed. I figured if I could do it - so could the cat.

More about cats - the pickles-y kind

When I was a teenager we had a cat named Pickles.
White and fluffy (fluffy of fur and fluffy of body)
She started out pretty nice.

But in her old age she became miserable.

No this isn't a picture of her.
But it could have been.
She became a miserable old cuss.
Some of my kids hated cats because their only experience with cats was Pickles. For most of them that changed when we started to foster kittens from the SPCA.

Come to think of it  - sometimes I feel what the above cat looks like.
Meeoowwer

Moush

Karen's cat, Moush, was a 'free' cat that we had been fostering for the SPCA
that only cost us about 900.00 but we sure liked having her around

Her favourite spot was sitting on a pile of clean laundry when it was still warm from the dryer.

She also loved waiting for Andrew to come to bed and would wait at his bedroom door until he appeared so he could let her into the room to sit under the bummel chair.

A number of people in our family were allergic to her - all that black cat hair that would defy vacuuming (once tried to vacuum the cat - didn't work out so well)

But she loved to stare out at the window at the squirrels and birds that dared to come close enough to her kingdom.

She bravely whined when there were bats in the house.

Sometimes I miss her but I do not miss that cat hair and changing the litter box.She lies somewhere in the backyard under some newly laid sod. RIP

more bugs

We found a dragon fly on the flowers out front.

but you can hardly see it... but it is there

I am so glad it stood still for me and my camera.

bugs and weeds and plants and stuff

When at the Boven cottage I took some pictures down by the lake.

There are ants crawling all over this plant.

And there is a bumble bee at this one

No bugs bugging this one

And I don't know what could land on this prickly thing.

I do enjoy taking pictures. I am not a good picture taker and know nothing about exposures and apetures and I only really use one setting (the picture taking for dummies setting) but the camera's nowadays can be pretty much foolproof.
As the pictures above testify to.