Month: March 2007

Angevine Farm Stream and Woods

Angevine Farm Stream and Woods

Warren, Connecticut. This stream running through Angevine Farm was ice locked a few weeks ago. This is a transition time: we might have another snow but the trees are budding and there’s no turning back now, spring is here and things are warming up and coming back to life after the winter freeze.

Tinker Hill in Morning Fog

Tinker Hill in Morning Fog

Warren, Connecticut. Lake Waramaug is about four miles end to end so it’s a mid-size fresh water lake by Connecticut standards. However, when you add ice, fog, and a wide-angle lens, Tinker Hill, a mile away on the other side, looks like an isolated island in the middle of the Pacific.

The Kitty is 17 today

The Kitty is 17 today

Warren, Connecticut. Our cat, "The Kitty" turned 17 today and given what this cat has been through as a "professional cat" living to 17 is akin to one of us living to 100. Here’s the back story I wrote on The Kitty on her 16th birthday.

The Kitty has had arthritis for a few years and it’s hard for her to get around like she used to but she still manages to get worked up over her catnip mice. She survived feline diabetes (in remission), has gone a year with hyperthyroidism, under control now with a "transdermal" application of medication (on her ear tips), and lately her kidneys are giving out which may eventually get the better of her.

I decided not to waste a can of tuna on her, finally remembering that she’s never liked it, ever. Tonight I’ll give her a small bowl of milk and a warm lap to jump up on, made warm from the near nuclear heat of this MacBook Pro.

So Kitty, Anne and I wish you another happy birthday, we’re glad you were born and even more glad that you made it into our lives.

Ivy on Stones at Mt. Zion Cemetery

Ivy on Stones at Mt. Zion Cemetery

Queens, New York. Mt. Zion is one of the older Jewish cemeteries in New York and unlike newer cemeteries it seems to have the feel of an old Jewish cemetery in Prague or Cracow. Many of the stones in this row had ivy growing over them and while it might have symbolized life growing out of death, it also made these memorials feel like they were long forgotten like so many human pieces in the puzzle of history.