Just a simple picture of Emma, I’d like to play around with this one in black & white one of these days. I was initially drawn both to the contrasts of the white trim and black fur as well as the straight lines on the left side of the frame and Emma’s angular lines on the right.
The other morning I woke to the purring not of Siamese cats but Siamese twin cats. As they approached me on the bed, their two heads rubbed against one another and their tails were intertwined. I expected them to be identical twins, but to my surprise the twin on the right was an orange tabby and the twin on the left had black and white fur and golden eyes.
Having reached me they rubbed their heads against my own, my hands rising to scratch their heads and stroke their backs as if responding to some unspoken command. In that moment I was given the gift of healing and the conjoined twins split apart, but their bond proved too strong and they soon rejoined. My eyes played tricks in the pre-dawn light, for it seemed they were now joined on the opposite side as before.
Eventually their desires for affection were satiated and the twins finally separated for good, Sam departing for parts unknown and Scout curling up beside me to sleep.
If you come across a mysterious box in your living room, do not open it. Even if you hear a small voice urging you to open the box, do not open it! It’s a trap!
We just got through a nasty heat wave here in Portland, some days over 100° Fahrenheit (1000° Celsius). We don’t have air conditioning in our house so I spent most of the weekend hiding out in the basement. It’s generally nice and cool down there but after so many hot days it was warm even there. Thankfully the heat just broke, the temperature dropped 20° pretty quickly and there’s even a soft rain now.
This picture of Sam was taken a few days before the heat wave, we were running around and then I noticed he stuck his tongue out whenever he paused, so I decided it was time for us to take a break and let him catch his breath.
The daisies on the right are past their prime but he loves to play in them, so I left one patch standing for his sake.
Emma’s been complaining that I’ve posted too many aggressive pictures of her, baring her teeth or mauling feathered toys or rough-housing with Sam. So here’s a picture of her planting a kiss on Scout.