“Things look ordinary until they’re not.”

We went to town.
Cowboy had to pick something up from Lowe's, and then we got Badger’s medication.

We came home, and eventually, Cowboy headed to work, and Badger headed outside.
She's using old pizza pans and scrap wood to make me little birdie buffets to sit on the ground.

Sundays are for slowing down and staying in

Heron headed to his girlfriend's house.
He remembered to turn the air conditioner on for his cats today.
When I checked on them, the three catio cats were enjoying the catio while the tortie was nowhere to be found, which probably meant she was under the bed.

Golden feathers in a sea of white—May catching light on soft wings

Badger and I are usually awake by 8 a.m., and time seems to crawl until Cowboy gets up around 11.
After he leaves for work, it's just the opposite.
You'll be sitting there watching TV, look up, and suddenly two hours have disappeared.
Time has gone into hyperdrive.

"On this Memorial Day, we honor the fallen—not only as soldiers, but as sons, daughters, and family whose sacrifice left an unfillable void and echoes through generations."

 

Quiet days win ✨

It’s Sunday, so Cowboy was at church morning and evening.
Badger and I stayed home, which was fine with me.
Yesterday wore me out completely.

Mother: the most beautiful word on the lips of mankind

 

Cinco de Mayo is a time to celebrate the beauty and richness of Mexican culture