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Whatsoever is lovely…day 23

There goes the sun da-da-da-deh. And I say: It’s all right.

Today we had sunshine much of the day. It makes a nice break. Sunrise wasn’t much, but the sunset was worth walking a couple of blocks to see.

Gan Xingfu (chasing happiness) 赶兴福

This November I am chasing happiness by photographing and sharing one lovely thing I see each day. I do edit the photos, often with an artistic effect like the one above, because playing with a lovely thing makes me happy.

Note: My son checked with his co-workers and, while they haven’t heard the phrase gan xingfu, they thought it was just fine to use.

For more explanation about this project check out this post: Whatsoever is lovely…day 1.

This is posted for Nanopoblano.

Whatsoever is lovely…day 22

Dog and cat enjoying the fireplace while carefully ignoring one another.
Peaceable kingdom

I learned a new word today: dreich (it’s Scots, I learned it from Jez.). Today was a dreich day. When we were out there wasn’t enough light to take pictures, and it was so dreary that nothing looked very good. But on a dreich day a fire is a lovely sight…As are my lovely furry companions.

Gan Xingfu (chasing happiness) 赶兴福

This November I am chasing happiness by photographing and sharing one lovely thing I see each day. I do edit the photos, often with an artistic effect like the one above, because playing with a lovely thing makes me happy.

Note: My son checked with his co-workers and, while they haven’t heard the phrase gan xingfu, they thought it was just fine to use.

For more explanation about this project check out this post: Whatsoever is lovely…day 1.

This is posted for Nanopoblano.

Kitty cat on a formal column somewhere in Aukland, New Zealand

These are ancient, low resolution pictures from a trip to New Zealand in 2008, for Grandma’s 85th birthday. The housecats on top of formal columns tickled my fancy. They were taken at a potanical garden on a hill in Aukland, I can’t recall its name right now.

It took a bit of editing to try and reclaim the details.

For Mind over Memory’s Sculpture Saturday

My Furry Family

In our family the animals rule. I’ve mentioned a time or two in the past that family gatherings often have as many dogs as people.

And no post about the furry family would be complete without the family matriarch, we call her “the Empress”.

Large tabby cat in a basket.

Wits End Travel and Photo Yoga Photo Challenge: Four-legged Friends

No rain…but here’s a deer

For Cee’s Black and White Challenge: Animals this week, I’ve been playing with some of the Black & White Filter Presets in Adobe Lightroom using a couple of pictures taken at Hurricane Ridge (Olympic National Park in Washington State) last summer.

Picture 1:

Picture 2:

And a couple of dears:

My Empress

…and my half sister Sam (we have different mothers!)

The captions (you can see them by hovering over the picture) say which preset was used. I included the originals so one can see how the filter works with the original colors.

Happy holidays, whatever flavor you prefer and a Merry Midwinter!

 

Neglect and treason

Our cat, the Empress, lashes her tail back and forth and meows as I wrap a hot pot of soup in an old beach towel to keep it warm, while we travel over to Grandma’s. She weaves in an out between my feet trying to trip me as I pack up our picnic dinner.

She knows that we will come home late. She will be neglected and the house will be cold. To add insult to injury we will come back smelling like those nasty dogs.

Human beings are so silly.  You can eat your bowl of soup sitting comfortably by the fire while you pet your own soft kitty-cat. No need to travel across town and fraternize with stinky dogs. It makes no sense at all.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “An Odd Trio.”

“You pays your money and you takes your choice.”

The question posed is: Do you believe in fate or do you believe you can control your own destiny?

My answer is: It isn’t either/or.

My mother-in-law used to say “you pays your money and you takes your choice”. She had a way of saying it that emulated my idea of a man at a fair. You get the prize that goes with your choice. If you want a different prize then you pay more money to make a different choice.

Isn’t the real art of living to see what you can do with with what you have? Choice and fate together make a life. Like making a scrap quilt from fabrics that you have picked up here and there through the years.

…or choosing the softest, sweetest kitty-cat at the Humane Society on the day when you realized you were lonely and needed a companion.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Que Sera Sera.”