Cat Happiness

Poppy at Pickity Place, New Hampshire

I'm a cat lover though I haven't had a cat in many years.  But I go all soft and gooey when I see a puss  wrapped up in sleep or simply sitting, taking in the world around it.  I prefer Maine Coon cats with their medium-long fur, fluffy tails, and sweet faces.

Just for the record, I like dogs, too, but think they need to be out on a farm where they can roam.  My favorite?  Collies.

Lily (Poppy's sister) also at Pickity Place

A cat in France

Dinah, a family pet

Dinah

Baxter (another family pet) taking a summer snooze

 

In days gone by

 

A Gallery of Photos: Winter, So Far

Winter always brings out the attempt to do one's best under trying conditions.  But this year, December was practically snow-less.   Early January, too.  And then other than a few below-zero Fahrenheit days, we hadn't had the horrendous cold, day after day, that some Januarys bring ... that is, until the end of the month when that polar freeze descended on us as it did much of the rest of the country. So winter is still winter.  The ice, the cold, and whichever of these it decides to bring:  rain, freezing rain, sleet, snow showers, snow.

New Year's Day.  No snow whatsoever.

Bridge over the Connecticut River.

 The neighborhood ski slopes.  

With snow mid-January, here comes the snow plow up the street.

Beech trees always wait until spring to drop their leaves.

And here's the snow edging its way off the sloping roof.