Bless you, Jim Croce. Time is fluid. Today it is cold and dark and slow.
Dear Susan, thank you for reminding me of Mr. Croce's beautiful song. It's been a stormy migraine day here too. Tomorrow? Time will tell.
I never thought of it that way before, but you are absolutely right.Roofcat is a shadowy character :)
O_Jenny, Roofcat has a dark gray coat that allows him to disappear into shadows. He seems to slip in and out of existence under the eaves --and leaves the smiling to us.
Time never ends and if did (hope it never does) the sun would be coming up in east.I have fun on wednesday and this way I meet bloggers.If you have time stop in for a cup of coffee
Welcome Dora! Thanks for stopping by. I will return the favor when the coffee is done brewing. It's always coffee-time here.
A wonderful piece and a timeless thought. I wonder, does Roofcat smile there in his shadowed retreat?
Dear Tom, Roofcat always disappears from the top down, so I don't know. I suspect he leaves the smiling to us.
Looks like Roofcat is as free as any cat could be and as timeless as his ancestors. Thank you for the beautiful thought, Geo!
And thank YOU, dear Lady, for your kind comment. Independent as Roofcat is, I still suspect he's pleased when I call him a pretty kitty.
Oh yes, of that I am sure! Have a great day!
Thanks, m'Lady and let's compliment all those creatures whose lives enhance our own. Cats, squirrels, treefrogs and I are especially responsive to praise.