HANGING ON

It is supposed to reach 65 degrees here today and I just spent 15 minutes sitting in my backyard watching a new (cat) visitor climb way up in a neighbor's dead tree and then very carefully make it's way back down.

Smart cat.

At any rate I'm enjoying the onset of Spring.

But there are other misguided souls (I'm looking at you, William Kendall) who actually love snow, ice and winter and will be sorry for it to leave.

For them, then, a return to snowy glory.

For those of you (us) who live in sagebrush country . . .

Oh, those tumbling tumbleweeds . . .

Enough of that.

I'm going outside to enjoy my warm sunshine.

Now, where did that darned cat go?

Here, kitty-kitty . . .