rescued while trying to join a colony of cats in detroit
cared for by a foster family
looking for a place to call home
i feel lucky she landed in mine
shy and sweet and young
not quite sure what life will be like here
she came out from her hiding place
long enough for us to each check on the other
i see her natural fancy costume
of black ears and tail
snow white body
she’s now olive’s new sister
and will be called rose
which makes her *rose kennedy
*(the cat, not to be confused with the political dynasty’s family matriarch who shared the same moniker)
“a kitten is, in the animal world, what a rosebud is in the garden.”
no, she has not gone missing
but keeping santa’s promise
to sweet kitty, olive –
find her a sweet companion.
with virus, time home, holidays
sweet little kitties are hard to find
but i’m on the case
ready for the rescue
i see her on the horizon
have one very close
to coming home.
“there are no ordinary cats.”
photo credit: reed.edu
wondering who in the woods calls this fallen log, ‘home’
“there is something in the trees awaiting discovery.”
– steven magee
the wizard house
the purple house with the sun
so many stories here
“every spirit makes its house,
and we can give a shrewd guess from the house to the inhabitant.”
-ralph waldo emerson
images: Ann Arbor, Michigan – Traverse City, Michigan
sharing the park
with front-line workers
needing a respite
making their way through another day.
“when people go to work, they shouldn’t have to leave their hearts at home.”
home and in self-imposed quarantine
soon to venture back out
to the stars, the blue sky, the river, and the woods.
‘the vast differences that separate the stars are providential.
beings and worlds are quarantined from each other.
the quarantine is lifted only
for those with sufficient self-knowledge and judgement
to have safely traveled from star to star.’
image credit: google images
olive the cat not the oil
startled for no reason
(as often happens with both of us)
jumped off the ledge
right onto my favorite lamp
startling both of us
(now for a reason)
I see it as her way
of not so subtly suggesting
a redecorating idea.
“my personal decorating style is cozy,
romantic and a little rustic, with a sense of whimsy.”
– k. schlapman
where olive belongs.
“Want to know the truth about belonging?
It takes courage to belong.
It takes bravery to show up in your own skin.
It’s easy to fit in.
It’s easy to blend in and hide your outrageousness.
And it’s also the easiest way to lose the precious parts of you.
You deserve to be seen. You deserve to be heard.
You deserve to be known for the real deal that you are.
Stop taking the easy way out. Stop trying to fit in.
The best place in life is where you’re already okay.
Come home to you.
It’s where you belong.”
high window at home, in the storm.
“early impressions are like glimpses
seen through the window by night
when lightning is about.”
– e.f. benson