Paws

Time out for the kitty cat. Just a brief break between chasing flies and running amok among spools of thread. The weather's spring-like, just a couple of months early, and everyone's getting into the spirit of it - lawnmowers are humming around the valley, a light hairyplane flew overhead a short while ago, Dad's sawing up lengths of wood, the radio's burbling some radio play, birds are gossiping, and my feet a little too warm in ugg boots.

It's all rather fine really.