Oh dear. I see that the last time I wrote here was March 8 and this is April 8 and so I'm writing to stick with my kind-of goal of at least one entry a month. But I have been writing elsewhere, and I am glad of it. It's such a wonderful feeling to go for a walk and have a piece I'm working on to work on as I walk. I had forgotten. I wrote to a friend today that I've had a long hiatus. I guess an hiatus can be any length, but it's been three or four years.
Lovely spring. Windy, but sunny. Lovely little Keziah cat sleeping on my bed. She is kind of wildish--I haven't yet picked her up except at the animal shelter. But she loves to be patted and have her ears scratched--in the dark. When it gets light, she sees me and seems to say, what was I thinking. Funny little kitty. She's orange--all over, no white. Only 1 in 3 orange cats are female because the gene for orangeness is carried by the male. So Kezzie is unusual in several ways. I like her.
