January 31, 2010

Mitzie's right rear paw.  I just love the tufts of fluffy fur and little pink padded feet.

January 30, 2010

Maggie (Magpie, Magnificent, and in moments of angst, Maggot!) is camouflaging herself on the stair tread in anticipation of  springing on an unsuspecting passerby. 

January 29, 2010

Moonbeams and city lights pierce the inky night.

January 28, 2010

The flag on my porch, unfurled in the blowing, bitter snow, standing strong and beautiful.

January 26, 2010

In Indian symbology, the crow is quite the charmer and entrepreneur, linked to abundance and prosperity.  They can also symbolize renewal and transformation.   

January 25, 2010

Because of the heavy rainfall, the snow on the hill behind us has become a river, emptying into our cellar and filling it.  Earl, soaked to the skin,  stands in the downpour and rushing water,  working with  a shovel and a hoe,  creating trenchwork to redirect the rushing flow of water.  The water is still coming into the cellar but at least now the sump pump can handle it and we can relight the water heater.  Fortunately the furnace pilot was spared.

January 20, 2010

I had to go into the office this morning to attend a mandatory meeting.  Because I'm skittish about driving on snow and ice-covered roads, my Ole Sweetie-Pi took me in.  Shortly after we entered Interstate 91N in Vermont, traffic was at a standstill, and we sat in bumper to bumper traffic for over an hour, without moving an inch.  There were multiple vehicles off the road on both sides of the interstate. 

Hobias and Buster Crabbe are taking a sympathy nap to calm their nerves because we were so stressed by the day's driving. 

January 19, 2010

Looking through a snow-mist morning.

January 18, 2010

Hobias and Buster Crabbe wait patiently, giving me one of  their most plaintive, big-eyed appeals for treats.

January 17, 2010

Ladybug (actually I think this is a pseudo ladybug, something to do with the spots) on my windowsill.  Doesn't she know she's supposed to be hibernating with the rest of her friends.

January 16, 2010

Hobias, the hobo cat.  He wandered into our life a couple of years ago, flea-bitten, bedraggled and emaciated.  One ear is torn and the cornea of one of  his eyes is scarred.  We took him in, fed him, took him to the veterinarian's and got him patched up.  Now he's our big lovebug.  Nothing as expensive as a free cat.

Mitzie

Mitzie, (aka Mitter, Fluffy, Itty Bitty Mitty Kitty) helps me work.  She acts as a paperweight and an extra pair of hands (paws!) as I type.  She is my constant companion as I work. 

January 13, 2010

Winter skies.  Sunrise at 7:03 a.m. this morning.  Do you know something?  I never noticed all the branches and utility wires in front of the view, all I saw was the beauty of the sunrise. 

January 12, 2010

Looking through a screened window to the swirling frost patterns on the storm window.  What does this look like to you?

January 11, 2010

 
The city lights that I can see from my window at 4:40 a.m.

I am puttering about in my little computer room~home workplace, and as I look out the second story window of my home into out this clear, cold, breaking, winter morning, these are the lights I can see.

January 10, 2010

In scooting around, looking at the blogs of my fellow bloggers, I see that a number are participating in a 365 day project where the blogger takes a photo a day and posts it on their blog.  The photo can be of anything that catches their eye; the idea is just to photograph something everyday.   I'm not joining the group (I am a commitment phobe) but I do like the premise of the idea.  So, from here, in The Repertory, I will do my version.  My beautiful, sweet, and cherished friend, Trish of Schemmelhos has kept a photo journal for as long as I've known her, and really, it is she who has been my inspiration for this new direction.

I don't know what will be posted here, or how often.  I have chosen, and live, to the best of my ability, a reclusive life.  I became burnt out on the social scene (not that I was ever truly social to begin with, but I was more active in the world) and have limited "real life" contact.  I think what I'm saying  is that my posts may seen banal and uninteresting, but they will be from the viewpoint of one who has chosen to build the proverbial moat about her home to make it a sanctuary from all the hubbub and craziness that lies beyond its boundaries.

The darnedest things catch my eye.  This morning it was the sausage links all lined up in the pan.

Try to hold back your excitement.

I do have five cats.  You can bet there will be pictures of them in the future.  I read that people like animal pictures and in a picture with people and animals, it's the animals that captivate the viewer's eye.

Just thought I'd toss that in the ring here so that you'll come back and look again.  And perhaps be captivated.

Grins.