Aryabhata. Not helping.
Schitt’s Creek and snuggles. (I was on the couch too, but then Ellie wanted her spot…)
Arya likes his cheeks scratched — it’s pretty funny when he tries to get Ellie to scratch them. Ellie looks so bewildered.
These three masks are going to an astronomer in Puerto Rico, the one who rescued my space cats at Arecibo Observatory. (Arya is a homebody, which is why you see him pictured in my photos often; his brother Sripati is really happier living mostly outdoors, but comes to visit me occasionally in the evenings. We’re …
Kitty lurking in the tall grass.
Good morning so far — about an hour of light gardening, then a couple hours dealing with some work e-mails I’d been avoiding. Paused work to jump on the treadmill for 20 minutes, then eat a little lunch — in the process, had an idea for one of the novels, which I’ve just jotted down …
I was weeding in the garden when a mom and child walking a dog stopped by. Arya is so used to Ellie, she let the other dog come right up and bop noses. The kid got in some good petting too. He’s an accommodating cat.
I don’t think I ever posted about this kantha quilt I bought, but I’m lounging under it now, lazy Sunday, and thought I’d share it with you. I’m loving the weight of this for summer — two layers of cotton, with a lively print on the front and a solid back, simple running stitches holding …
I could start a photo series with these too. Aryabhata #nothelping.