Monday, June 08, 2009


Nellie, love of my life. An uncanny cat, who even more than most cats, seems to know just what you need.

On a very difficult day while I was at my yoga retreat, when I very much needed solace, she came into my room, nestled down into my lap, and purred. She stayed there until I had to go down for lunch, then came back when I returned, laid down on the foot of my bed, and stayed there until I had to go back to class. I felt so much better after her visit.

Interestingly, she had not visited me prior to this very sad day nor did she return during the remaining days of the two-week retreat.

I am home now and very glad to be back. Knitting a sock out of Socks that Rock Medium Weight, working on my Moriah's Wildflower Cardigan, reading The Language of Bees, the new Mary Russell mystery by Laurie R. King, and resting.

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