Godspeed, Katy

Wherever there’s a campfire, you’ll be there,

Wherever there’s adventure, you’ll be there,

 

Wherever there’s a trail, you’ll be there,

Wherever there’s a story , you’ll be there,

Wherever there is beauty, you’ll be there.

Wherever there is music, you’ll be there,

 Wherever there are mountains, you’ll be there,

Wherever there are friends, you’ll be there,

Wherever there is love, you’ll be there,

Wherever there is laughter, you’ll be there, 

Wherever there’s Here Comes Trouble, you’ll be in the middle of it,

May your spirit rise gently and be with us always.

Love you, my dear friend,   

Jeanne

Happy Thanksgiving

♫Over the river and through the woods

    To grandmother’s house we go….♫

♫Put the horse away, as well as the sleigh

   Cuz grandma’s in Halibut Cove.... ♫

And there’s no snow here either.

But, I give thanks for all of you who have so enriched my world.

Day and Night, Rain or Shine in Halibut Cove

You've Come a Long Way, Baby...

And what a wonderful place to spend it!

Tail of the Cat

I'm in Halibut Cove, across Kachemak Bay from Homer, house-sitting.   Actually, I'm  really here to open the door for Geri the Cat. 

Pablo the Parrot stayed home in Moose Pass with Julie, no doubt screaming every time she talks on her phone, as he does with me.

Geri lives a life many of us would give our right arms for.   She is free to wander her vast haunts, spy on the sea ducks in the waters, watch the sea otters and seals with a curiosity and perhaps a bit of trepidation.

But mostly Geri's mission is to find the most comfortable spot in the house in which to take her frequent naps.

 



But what's a cat do when the cat tree has a hole in the top level?

Let it all hang out, of course.

The entrance to Halibut Cove

Clouds

I've looked at clouds from both sides now

From up and down and still somehow

It's cloud's illusions I recall

I really don't know clouds at all