Happy International Cat Day. I hope our cat sitter is enjoying the pride while we are away. Miss those fuzz-butts.

Red sky in morning….also, Pugwash Harbourfest weekend.

Beach Bee. 🐝

It’s a good day for napping and lazing.

View from the bird cam this evening : The spiders are making plans to catch a bird I guess.

New level unlocked. 🙄 Sir, you are responsible to figure out for yourself how to get down.

New fuzzy ball. Happy boi.

View from the bird cam. Zero birds. Grey ole morning.

Having my morning coffee on the deck, and someone in the neighbourhood is playing classic Steve Perry Journey and thank you!! 🎶

Some recipes, only the fresh pasta will do. #glutenfree

Odin asks for uppies, he gets uppies.

Happy Canada Day.

My dad, who is 82, shorty me and my lovely daughter. ❤️

Nail trim day. If only all the cats were so willing.

He’s orange. What can I say. 🤷‍♀️

Real time data of me trying to read my newspaper. 🤷‍♀️

A little junko has found a warm spot to raise a family tucked in the heat pump unit. (The heat pump service person said she’s okay to stay there for now.)

When you just let artists do art; the city comes alive. This was under a random train bridge. (Sigh, I’m going to be annoying while this post trip depression/jet lag wears off)

Miss you, Batman. Be back soon.

Flight delayed 2 hours. Captain pops on the speaker before takeoff and says he’s still going to land in Vancouver on time. Guess there are no sky cops or speed cameras. Weeeee!!!

Stay creepy, Luna Park. 😂

In less than two minutes the sun setting just pops over the horizon. So beautiful. ❤️ (sunset over the Grampians, view from North Melbourne.)

I’m going to really miss when I return from Oz: My son,Gluten testing right on the nutrition labels,restos asking “are you celiac or just like GF food”, the lack of pea protein, milk and cream products that just say “milk” in the ingredients, public art everywhere. Sigh.

So proud of my boy. He had a dream and a goal and that culminated today as he walked across the stage to accept his testamur. ❤️ grateful @monashuniversity.bsky.social

Look at the cover art on this original press, 1974 Etta James. ❤️

Kicking it old school today while I paint. I had been thinking of selling my album collection, but listening to the hiss and ticks (and occasional needle skip) on the old cabinet stereo is kinda soothing.

And now he’s purring hisself to sleep. Am I dying? He never cuddles with me. ❤️

Sure, I’m hungry and need to go pee, but I am being honoured with this rare moment with Odin as he grooms himself on my lap. ❤️

Big hugs to my fellow human barometers who are feeling a tad “off” today. Ebby has been trying to heal me with endless biscuits today.

“So, what you’re telling us, Mom, is that all along you could have made this automatic feeder spit out MORE kibble? BETRAYAL!!!”