Saturday, January 16, 2010
Grendel
Grendel died some time while I was at work. In the middle of the night, after my reading course, I buried him by the light of the fall moon. So bright, and clear, the night sky seemed so open and pure, digging into the cold damp earth felt so wrong.Bye bye kitty, the wonderful fluff of white and black, I will miss you and your wierd cat ways.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Break in
The sense of my space has been altered yet again. piles of broken glass, the kids trashed the house..It took me some time to actually get that some one other than me had been ransacking the place. Seems that my disordered process for putting things 'away' makes it necessary to dig into every place to find any one particular thing..
but this was the work of others.. and it felt really terrible.
So I am trying to get things in order.. or some better order..
I am numb from the resident teacher training, but it is almost over.
I broke my coffee pot. I am always dropping things, spilling liquids.. ugh.. can't feel my hands .. cooking is impossible. I even drop the damn microwavable kibble meals. Spaghetti is the worst. The only safe thing is a meal bar.
Grendel has been savaging the base of his tail. He has stopped linking his tummy raw, and moved on to other body parts. He probably needs some Valium. It is disturbing to see raw cat and spine. He is old and grumpy, but he is my friendly little hairball hurler. I think he will be my last cat. He still purrs a lot and snuggles up, but every once in a while he attacks me and bites though my skin.. maybe he has kitty dementia.
I haven't done any more photos because the house-trashers busted up the shells. It is really too depressing. They knocked them over and just trampled over them. They are not remineralized, still calcium, more like chalk .. and I haven't really wanted to look. Some are crushed for sure.
I saved the glass from the door. It is really cool. I will probably shoot that before I try to return to the shells.
Someone finally threw out the basket of crabs at Dunkin Doughnuts, so that project is done.. There is still more than enough garbage at my parking lot. No one ever clears up over there. but then.. who knows, random do-gooders could take an interest and then it will get all cleaned away. I was thinking that litter was a pretty sustainable resource. not poaching on some one else's cultural territory etc.. well. the next grey day, I will go over and see what is left. It has been way too sunny lately!
but this was the work of others.. and it felt really terrible.
So I am trying to get things in order.. or some better order..
I am numb from the resident teacher training, but it is almost over.
I broke my coffee pot. I am always dropping things, spilling liquids.. ugh.. can't feel my hands .. cooking is impossible. I even drop the damn microwavable kibble meals. Spaghetti is the worst. The only safe thing is a meal bar.
Grendel has been savaging the base of his tail. He has stopped linking his tummy raw, and moved on to other body parts. He probably needs some Valium. It is disturbing to see raw cat and spine. He is old and grumpy, but he is my friendly little hairball hurler. I think he will be my last cat. He still purrs a lot and snuggles up, but every once in a while he attacks me and bites though my skin.. maybe he has kitty dementia.
I haven't done any more photos because the house-trashers busted up the shells. It is really too depressing. They knocked them over and just trampled over them. They are not remineralized, still calcium, more like chalk .. and I haven't really wanted to look. Some are crushed for sure.
I saved the glass from the door. It is really cool. I will probably shoot that before I try to return to the shells.
Someone finally threw out the basket of crabs at Dunkin Doughnuts, so that project is done.. There is still more than enough garbage at my parking lot. No one ever clears up over there. but then.. who knows, random do-gooders could take an interest and then it will get all cleaned away. I was thinking that litter was a pretty sustainable resource. not poaching on some one else's cultural territory etc.. well. the next grey day, I will go over and see what is left. It has been way too sunny lately!
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