Meal at Curry House
No cooking, no dishes, void
Of being at home.
We went out to eat today for curry, my brother’s choice. There were all the benefits to eating out, but I really missed the homey feeling of preparing a special meal.
Now it’s cuddle time to read! The best part of the day.
Rainy Sunday nap
Chihuahua snores between us
Cat purrs at my side.
Honey bee can’t fly
Big green grasshopper can’t hop
Butterflies dip, spin.
When did socks get hard
And stairs, and running cross streets
Oh but the joys now!
This here is Misha
A golden princess kitten
Full of wild mischief.
Homeless people, cats
In need of love and a meal
Let healing begin.
To love unconditionally sends positive energy out into the universe.
Hi folks,
As the news gets more concerning, I’d like to remind you of the daily joys in life.
Start a gratitude journal.
The holidays will be different. Honor what you have that is good!
The words the happy say
Are paltry melody
But those the silent feel
Are beautiful –
Emily Dickinson
Leaves dance down the street
Pumpkins are lit in gloaming
And first frost moves in.
Art Prescription: Halloween always seems to mark the change from fall to winter. Temperatures fall and our first frost is in the forecast.
Diva was not too excited about her costume!
The yellow light fades
The white sun of fall follows
Shadows grow taller.
Art Prescription: The changing season is subtle. It does stir within me that every season is oh so ever important.
Cat sketch;
art prescription 