Six penguins are going to be taken for a walk outside the Biodome this weekend. They were taken out last week but their feet got cold!

It's not that I shun the living!

I'm not embarrassed by this but I am surprised. I love dead flowers! I look forward to them dying. There's something about the shape...

I'm sure I would offer fodder for analysis...but I can't help it.

It must be Spring. The spam is full of unrepeatable offers and some that are...I could get a college degree in one week...or I could fill a prescription or buy baby food and snacks on line...

A word is dead
When it is said,
Some say.
I say it just
Begins to live
That day.

Emily Dickinson

Thank goodness Emily never had to deal with spam!

I found the following in an old notebook...

One of the advantages of being disorderly is that one is constant making exciting discoveries…

And this - a note made during what might just have been a frustrating meeting!

I DON’T WANT CONFLICT!
I WANT TO BE A CLOISTERED NUN WITH A GRAY HOUND.

I'm not sure that cloistered nuns are allowed to have gray hounds...but perhaps a chihuahua tucked under one's arm?

My trip to Africa was accidental but unforgettable.

Today someone offered me a twist on a familiar prayer. I intend no irreverence...but it appealed to me...

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the weaponry to make the difference.

If one walks through the door, this is what one finds on the other side...a true stage!

The ads for Newfoundland make one want to return...despite the weather. I was reminded of a different kind of stage. Newfoundlanders call this a stage...

Yet another stolen picture - but who can resist a kitten...yes...he is a kitten...indulging in cat nip. I was about to say that humans should have some form of cat nip...but then I suppose we do. The kitten is on his way to an excellent home. His new-found owner has just invested in a scratching pole that goes up the the ceiling. I did not have the heart to tell her that any self-respecting kitten would ignore such a human indulgence and use the curtains. Mind you, she intends to call this elegant cat Pixie, so she deserves the curtain treatment!

The Internet was down yesterday. That caused me paranoia. I kept asking friends if they had tried Google. Was it only my computer that was being rejected. Naturally said friends who actually have lives had not yet gotten on to Google.

Note: I think this particular kitten is so elegant that he will ignore both curtains and climbing pole and use the book shelves...unless she insists on calling him Pixie.

I'm interested in staging! I staged the zebra...but the deer intervened.

Speaking of intervention...I have a sticky quote that I can't resist. It's February after all.

In quilts of time, smiles are threads…