It has occurred to me that we spend a good deal of our time waiting. Waiting for a shoe to drop. Waiting for someone to put their shoes on so we can get out the door in time. Waiting for that email or that fat envelope or that text that will, for one luminous moment […]
If witches have “familiars” (cats, toads, bats, senators, etc.), we — whatever we are at Tabby’s Place — have “peculiars.” Halloween has come. Halloween has gone. All Saints and All Souls have made their annual appearance. But holidays are perpetual at the Place called Tabby’s, and we’re rich in treats and tricksters, holy mischief-makers and […]
Be it known that November 2020 has come, November 2020 has gone, November 2020 will not be back again. You and me and the cats, though? We’re still here.