“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan



the jingle belle cat is on the back porch most every morning, waiting for me to open the blinds, perched on a bench, staring right back at me when daylight floods the kitchen.  she sneaks in through skyecat's entrance and eats her food and drinks her water.  i am thinking of renaming her goldilocks.

this morning, however, is full of rain and a robin in that rain,  it is skyecat on the couch next to me, lulled to sleep by the sound of the creek outside the open front door, running higher this morning, and louder.


i need the small things this week.
i wrap my arms around them and give them thanks.



  1. Yes...small is so significant! Xo

  2. isn't it funny and reassuring somehow, how our furry friends have their routines that mark our days? you have a creek right outside your door? really? you know i live right smackdab on top of a waterfall. my soul has to have water to survive.

    1. yes, a creek just about 3 or 4 steps from the front door. my house sometimes floods. :)

      and funny indeed how the animals who share our lives also shape our lives. i like that.

  3. So glad i came here this morning. Yes, the small things. It was warm enough this morning to sit outside for a cup of tea. I listened to the birds and nothing else. You are right, small can be so big.

  4. ..my sounds are not small. winter is still here. STRONG winds and blowing snow. my sounds are thinking the roof could blow off the barn as i work there. so coffee is in the white living room, with my long johns still on and my wool hunting socks, as i wait for spring.
    ...but i can hear your creek running. or perhaps it is the wind sound racing around the outside of the house.
    in my fondest. tilda

  5. Hi Debi~ I popped over from Facebook to re-visit your blog and am so glad I did!!! I have taken a hiatus from blogging on my own blog since last fall and have not even really visited the blogs I used to but seeing yours and reading it is making my mind change directions. Thank you for that and for the hope rekindled that I will re-enter the blog world again soon! Happy Weekending~~~

  6. may the spring run-off be gentle with you this year.


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