Tag: ginger
Hooray for Autumn!
Although today is an particularly unseasonably warm October day, it’s still autumn! The wind was blowing like mad, throwing leaves from the trees, down the street. I could see them flying past my second story window as I painted. Tomorrow we head to the forest! Today, Puddy cat, dear old Puddy cat, got a little tromp in the leaves and a walk.
Ok that’s not Puddy above, that’s Bandit who has adopted us, even though he technically lives across the street. He and two other neighbor cats greet us every morning and afternoon for food on the porch.
Friends, Anna & Puddy
The Purrfect Match
Rosebud in a Pumpkin
I’m really hoping our blue pumpkins grow this year! The past couple years the pumpkins have been overtaken by either blight or eggs from squash bugs or the little white butterflies that lay their eggs under the leaves. Crossing my fingers, because I’ve got a few little ginger kittens that might want to pose in a blue pumpkin!
Birthday Books and a Pet Show
July 24th was my birthday and it was the best weather day so far this July! Cool, at times cold, and no humidity! We went to a book sale at a local Episcopal church and scored on a lot of great classics. I had an internet friend visit from Alabama, which was super awesome! I showed her this tiny little town and stopped for a bite to eat at my friend’s restaurant. Then to finish the day, Anna begged me to let her take a kitten to the local pet show, which her best friend was going to along with Flurry the goldfish. I gave in and we went. Peaches ended up winning 1st place in unusual markings, 2nd place for prettiest eyes, and 3rd place for fluffiest-though technically he should have won 1st place for that. haha =P It was a great day.
It’s Kitten Tuesday!
Saint Patrick’s Day
It’s usually around this time of year that I truly missed Portland. Every Saint Patrick’s Day we’d head over to the tents at Kell’s Irish Pub to watch the live music, dancers, see the huge Irish Wolfhounds walking around. A very fun and lively time-I miss it.
Tabby on a Vespa
My first Vespa-riding cat painting, the kitty didn’t have a helmet. It was very irresponsible of him. This time around I made sure a helmet was in place, but I couldn’t get past that image of a cat with a lime on his head. I’m going to chalk it up to the color choices.