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Someone once said… “Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live.”

A tail of two kitties

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It all started one afternoon as she was sitting at her computer diligently working away.  After hours, well maybe only one, of grueling work she took a short break and peered out the window. What she saw beyond her office space was very interesting and almost shocking. It was the head of a cat on the body of a rabbit or so she thought, at first. This intrigued her very much and her curiosity lead her to follow the poor creature to his home in the woods. He was wet and hungry and seemed so alone. So of course this city girl, living on the edge of an animal preserve, befriended the beautiful creature and feed him left over roaster chicken. (That’s right he ate better than many Americans in this struggling economy.) The word (roaster chicken) spread through the kitty hood rather quickly and what started as one, became many.

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This city girl- gone wild, thought she could save them all. So she locked the poor creatures in her garage where she could feed and care for them. She attempted to tame the wild beasts (who were miserable by the way) and find them suitable homes but after a few bites and numerous scratches, and an estimate from the vet for almost $500.00 to spay/ neuter and vaccinate the lot, she set them free. She felt terrible, just like a failure but then she put her human thoughts of controlling nature and the pet population aside. She began to really observe these creatures for the very first time. She watched them run and jump at butterflies, stalk little birds that were bathing in her birdbath and romp and wrestle with such glorious freedom. There was so much love and happiness in that little pack, how could she crush their spirit and try to mold them into what she and society thought was right. Perhaps her heart had been in the right place  (didn’t want another kitten to meet it’s demise)  but maybe, just maybe her mind was not in line with what was truly in the best interests of the wild beasts, who so desperately wanted to remain together and are only truly happy when they are free. Who should decide? Who makes the rules?

At the risk of becoming the neighborhood cat lady this city girl continues to feed the beasts kitty food with the occasional gourmet treat of left over seafood or chicken… and down the rabbit hole she went. This whole adventure has been so, so tiring and cause for a very long nap.

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xo-jj

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July 29, 2009 Posted by | Hello Miss Manners, me, Uncategorized | , , , , , , , , | 5 Comments

The city girl doesn’t want to meet the farmer’s wife

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Sometimes the awful weather and low light work in my favor. I love the soft dreamy colors in this pic.

I was in the garden yesterday morning cutting back the roses and snapping a few pics when I felt as though I was being watched, kind of like I felt in the cemetery the other day. I looked around, nothing, so I got back to work. Then I heard a thud in the woods. Ah huh, just as I thought- a little watcher in the woods. There she stood stomping her feet at me . She would stomp one foot and move closer then stomp the other and get a little closer. I guess she was challenging me to a dual over the roses.

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This image looks like it was taken through a window. It wasn’t, just a low light blur because she was in mid-stop when I took it. Notice the extra set of blurred eyes in the upper left. Kind of creepy.

She eats all the pretty things in my garden whenever she gets the chance. BTW I won. She gave up after I snapped this pic and walked a little closer. I hope she didn’t get her revenge. I haven’t been out to inspect my garden yet this morning it’s too cold. Yes, I know it’s July but this is Michigan and our weather has been nuts. It’s been cold and rainy for days and making me crazy. Maybe that will explain this next paragraph.

I grew up a country girl not exactly on a farm but in the country. I lived next to my grandparents retired farm and we did have horses. I liked nothing better than hanging around the farm and assumed that I would live in the country the rest of my life. Well, I grew up and got over that in a hurry. I like the country don’t get me wrong but I prefer to live in the city with a little garden space and street lights. Recently my feelings have started to change a bit and I’m enjoying the country a little more, feeding stray cats and considering getting a camper. Getting a camper? Am I nuts? We used to camp but I was more than happy to give that up. I prefer the Holiday Inn style of camping-it’s much cleaner and the toilets always flush.

So I’m wondering what is making me change into a little bit country. It has to be this past year of insane weather that’s making me crazy and Mr. Java too. The other day he mentioned wanting to buy an old farm and plant hay for a hobby and to make a little extra cash.  I just can’t see that happening. My dreams do not include becoming a farmer’s wife. What I had in mind for the future was a little more like buying a beach house to escape the cold winter. I can definitely see myself walking the beach while picking up shells every morning, not doing chores on the farm. I love to visit the country but feel more comfortable in a neighborhood close to town. If I’m not careful I may get kicked out of the neighborhood when they find out I’m feeding two stray cats and one is pregnant. No, I’m not a crazy cat lady I just have a soft spot for animals without food. BTW I totally tamed the bob-cat he now rolls over on his back for me to scratch his belly.

I can’t believe this weekend is the forth of July already, wow! Mr. Java has his huge stash of illegal… shhh, fireworks in the garage and we’re headed to the lake to spend the day at my sister’s cottage. Last year I found a few treasures from the neighbor next door who had just moved here from Tibet. She was selling some of her cultural treasures. maybe I’ll get lucky again this year.

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This is a little spiritual niche I have in my office. A few statues, prayer wheel, a hope, faith, pray necklace I made and acloche filled with various things collected from nature. I’m sure you noticed the money at the base of my Buddha statue. That tradition was started by strangers passing by my garden. It’s a long story best saved for another day. 

Enjoy your day. Remember to take a moment or two for yourself.

xo-jj

July 2, 2009 Posted by | me, photography, saga | , , , , , , , , | 5 Comments

The city girl escapes

 

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There she goes on a mission to capture the perfect wildflower pic. She had to hop the fence and walk through the woods then cross this stream just to get there.  Okay now I/she is going to confess: it wasn’t necessary to take off my flip flops (I wear flip flops in the woods) and walk the stream to reach the field. There is a log across the water and if I really try I can jump it. But it looked like so much fun, mud between my toes and my feet turning numb in the very very cold water, just perfect for a blue balls contest. Did I say that?

 The little girl in me said, “hop in it’ll be fun and it was!” I also must admit that this pic was perfect for this weeks photo assignment. We are unravelling from the feet up. This workshop is all about ways of seeing ourselves and I do see myself as a little girl in a woman’s body.  I love this shot because it portrays my spirit perfectly and it makes my feet look  long and skinny- trust me they are short and oh so square.

What about the wild flower pics, you ask?  img_3303I took a few shots here and there, nothing spectacular like the pics I will share  tomorrow. BTW I’m still working on my little garden cottage. I did some decorating but the landscaping is a long way from being done. There is sod to remove and flowers to plant. So I can’t share with you just yet.  With that said I have to tell you that last night I was like a little girl who had just been invited to her first birthday party. When I walked into the bedroom to get ready for bed I saw this outside my window.img_3345 I grabbed my camera and ran outside in a t-shirt and underware. Then I couldn’t sleep until I took a look at the photos on the computer. See I told you I was like a little girl- too bad that lady in the mirror can’t seem to reflect my insides. Anyway, it was so cute all lit up by the tikki torches, just like a little cabin in the woods. I never had a playhouse when I was young so I intend to take full advantage of this one. I may even share it with the princess  😉

 Well that’s enough rambling for today. Stop back tomorrow when I have the next big idea to share-it’s gorgeous!

xo-jj

May 6, 2009 Posted by | me, rants | , , , , , , , , , | 5 Comments