Gras-est in class
It’s Fat/Shrove/Gras Tuesday/Mardi. That means but one thing.
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Wait. Did we not just epp a log? We did. But that’s because I’m a dunderhead. So dance around in your dungarees, you January-jousting kittens; it’s time for another month in review.
A funny thing can happen when you assume love is lacking. You lose your fight — of course you do — but you win everything else. Including one gigantic, glorious black cat.
For a short month, February makes a lot of noise. But then, February does hang out with Bear.
Everything old is new again. That isn’t, however, due to it being January. That’s due to the sunrise every morning, and the hope that years can’t hinder…and the cats that keep coming.