- After a stormy day, my drive home was about half again as long as usual due to the downpours and street flooding. The SnB isn't that far from home, but I just didn't want to be on the road any more, or get soaked getting from the car inside.
- I knew that the cats would be clinging to the ceiling after such a stormy day, and I wanted to check on them. (Well, they wouldn't literally be on the ceiling; they'd be under the bed.) They were very jumpy and glad to see me.
- I foolishly left a few windows open (it wasn't even drizzling when I left for work), and I wanted to find out how bad a mistake that was.
Then there's the blogging I tried to do last night. I was rather tired by the time I got to the computer, but I thought I could at least put up some photos. Blogger had other ideas, and after three strikes (otherwise known as error messages), it was out. I tried!
I was going to show you Pan:
Power napper.
Who puts up with me in his face, but only just.
And Harold in his snuggle condo:
Not the most profound blogging, but better than nothing, right?
Silly Blogger.
Silly camera, too, since today I tried to take a picture of the flowers on one of my tomato plants, and look what the camera chose to focus on?
The weeds. Oh, well. It's artistic. Or something.
There was a teeny-tiny frog in the garden today.
We had more thunder and lightning this afternoon, so no working in the garden, and I had another bad drive home, and found a traumatized cat again. Later, though, once the boomers stopped, he ventured out from under the bed.
Finally, the earrings I wore today.
Just because.
Lovely Pan, great Harold (does he channel Gene Barry's umbrella act?) and "I want a pair!" earrings.
ReplyDeletePerry P is not a fan of the boomers and heavy downpours either - cats have much better sense than some humans I know.