Relative Something

Due to circumstances related more to our day-jobs than the weather, we stayed overnight in the Twin Cities last night. That gave us a chance to join Cyndie’s parents (who have returned from wintering in Florida), and also, her brother, and his wife and daughter, for dinner. It was a treat to see them, and worked well to save me the commute, but it does put a wrinkle in my usual routine.

I had hoped to post a picture of the amazing snow-scape from yesterday morning, showing the results of our overnight storm that dumped almost a foot of cement-like snow. I didn’t have time to process one, so I will resort to sharing a couple of recent images from my files.

A few days ago, I posted a picture of me napping with Mozyr, and described how differently his sister behaves, when it comes to close personal attention. I think it was the day after I wrote that, when Pequenita showed up on my chest, and my camera was within reach. While keeping one hand on her neck, giving her a soothing scratch, I snapped this shot with my other hand. Here, you have visual evidence of what I was attempting to describe.

It is interesting that this behavior can sometimes become burdensome, and aggravate us, but after a night of being away from her, and seeing this image again, I am noticing pangs of missing her little intrusions on my personal space. She is obviously creating a bond.

The next image is a fascinating collection of shapes that evolved in the snow that was melting on our lawn, …before the latest winter storm buried it again.

It is a little like looking at the amazing variety of possibilities that materialize in the clouds when sky watching. How many different things do you see?