You won't see any photos of my cat in this post. This is all other people's cats. However, the longer I live with our adopted cat, Deniska, the more I'm glad that, at one point in time, we have taken him from the shelter. I can see that love is able to perform miracles. I think that his next step would be to learn how to actually speak to us - that's how extraordinary his personality is.
My friend Irene recently adopted a cat that was abandoned by her tenant. She called me in order to receive counsel on the subject of taking care of a cat who has a lot of strange habits. I tried to tell her to hire him a butler, a persona chef, and a new masseuse.
Some of the cats in this post have owners; some don't. They all come from different countries. Sometimes, it's easy to guess which ones are cared for and which ones aren't.
What a pleasure that our electricians have finished working on the second floor. Now, them and I have decided to take a break from each other.
They say that, on the market, the first price is bitter, the second price is sweet, and the third one is peace. Let's just say that our contractors and I have parted peacefully.
In order to strengthen the calming effect, our family has taken a trip to the Royal Botanical Gardens, from which I brought these photos.
Something strange is going on with me lately. I feel like I'm about to buy a garden gnome. Possibly not soon, but eventually. The first sign that one will eventually appear in our garden is that I keep encountering gnomes everywhere. I have to admit that some of them have great personalities.
I have several requirements for my future gnome. He must not look creepy. He must not smoke. He must have a red hat. He must have a kind expression in his eyes, and a smile. The last gnome that I saw in the store - whom they called a Travel Gnome - had an overly concerned expression in his eyes.
Finally, the weather has given us the opportunity to have a barbecue on the backyard. For the first time ever, I've tried to barbecue salmon on a cedar board. It turned out to be very delicious.
I wanted to end this post on a calm note, but I couldn't help showing you this gargoyle that adorned somebody's front yard. First of all, I think he's in a very sad mood. Second of all, what kind of a message are the owners of the house trying to send?
First of all, I would like to both thank and apologize to everyone who visits my blog and leaves such nice comments. It really helps me in my current situation, which I will elaborate on a little later.
Recently, while cleaning up under the deck, my husband discovered a real treasure. I thought these kinds of things only happen in movies - who hasn't seen Amelie? Turns out, in real life, you can also find a treasure.
What made the biggest impression on me was the mysterious piece cut out of a Polish newspaper. I can't see any dates, but the paper appears to be old. Maybe the child who put these things into the box didn't realize that there was another secret hiding under the lining of the box.
Spring delights us with warm days, lovely weather, and blooming plants.
However, not everyone spends springtime the same way. Our time has come to change the electrical wiring on the upper floor. For that purpose, a hole was made through the ceiling. Of course, I made some photos of the part of the attic that was revealed.
For the first time in my life, I have had the misfortune of dealing with contractors. I have to say that my mood came to resemble something like this:
I think I need to do it one more time.
Phew. Now I feel much better. I'm ready to enjoy my salad.
Mother's Day was very cheerful on our street. How wonderful that we have some creative people living on our street.
My daughter wished me a happy Mother's Day, gave me my presents, and took me out to a restaurant.
This is the view from my bedroom right now. The petals are falling down, and real magic happens in front of my eyes every morning, before the contractors show up. Wish me luck; they'll be back tomorrow!
I have recently neglected your blogs not exactly because I don't have any time, but because, most of the time these days, our electricity is cut out. That's okay, though - at least my front yard and backyard are becoming more beautiful each day.
Today, we had an unexpected guest. At first, I heard the sound of claws going up the wall outside the house. I took a photo from the window, but the guest became shy, and ran off into the garden. I took my camera, and went over to photograph him from the deck.
He was a little confused. He even tried to escape under the fence. However, he didn't quite calculate the proportions.
