Forever loved: Glenn
When the orchestra gathers, trumpets tell tall tales. Astringent oboes wake the sleepers. Fairy flutes carry the story. But it’s the humble, deep-chested cello that makes the world lean in.
When the orchestra gathers, trumpets tell tall tales. Astringent oboes wake the sleepers. Fairy flutes carry the story. But it’s the humble, deep-chested cello that makes the world lean in.
Prescott, Prescott, what have you seen? Precious Prescott, can we make your ghost stories come untrue?
You do not have to like the same things that “everyone” likes: avocado (tastes like phlegm), Method cleaning products (45 subtle variations of Motel Bathroom Scent), games in which balls are hurled, hooped, or walloped (professional backgammon, anyone?). You do not have to hate the same things that “everyone” hates: candy corn (tiny sunrise triangles […]
The darkest days of the year, the ones that have creatures around the world scrambling, stretching, straining for light, come in with early winter, snuggled up against the faded edge of autumn. Fallen leaves lose their crispness. Dusks release their soft glows to greys, exhaling chills and shivers. The same days welcomingly invite all that […]
When someone would experience something satisfying but small, my Brooklyn-born friend would often say, “That and a token will get you on the subway.” “Grecca said I look spiffy today.” “That and a token will get you on the subway.” “I did not step in cat vomit a single time this week.” “That and a […]
Cats are, and are not, threatened by one another. The “are” involves natural resources. The “aren’t” involves superhuman strength.
Humans have a thing for keeping vigils: watching over loved ones as we nurse them back to health; sitting together outside with candles to mark serious occasions; staying alert for trespassers or expected guests, the latter being much preferred. There may seem to be little of valor in this watchful waiting. But, it takes a […]
If the whole world feels glittered with gold and white today, you’re not imagining things. It’s Betty White Day. And if you’re here, reading these words, I’m certain of this: you’ve been Bettied.
We’re a sudsy sink of sponges at Tabby’s Place, and we sop up each other’s feelings like it’s our job. Fortunately for our spongy hearts, we’re surrounded by cats who feel fabulous.
“There is no way of telling people that they are all walking around shining like the sun.” – Thomas Merton “You have a lot to learn, Tomcat.” – Every Cat Who Ever Lived