Spring cleaning…uh, Herbst Putz

Putting away all the summer clothes and pullin’ out the cashmere. Yippee. The fog that settled in the night is still resting peacefully for the day. The forest is barely visible and the meadows are covered in dew. Greens, grays and an occasional glimpse of red surround our house. The birds have finally adjusted their volume to background level. Listening to Katie Melua with candles burning throughout the house. Coffee is actually decent and breakfast was delish. Laundry in the laundry room scents the house with the combination of Tide, Clorox for colors and Downey. The cats all sleep peacefully throughout the house in their respective places, the windowsill, the cat stand in the corner and on my arm as I write this.

All is right in the world.


8 thoughts on “Spring cleaning…uh, Herbst Putz

  1. the cat pic is hillarious; mine does the same thing; if your hands won’t come to me; I will come to yours…

  2. the thing is, she’s 15 pounds. after a few minutes my hands start to go numb.

    All cats learn this stuff in Cat school. Cleo was at the top of her class. Sounds like yours was too.

  3. (Quick intake of breath…) that was very clever of you, my friend. I didn’t even think of that, but there you go, proof of the pygmy thumb.

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