Leaves by Sara Teasdale

 

 

Fall/Autumn is a melancholy time of year. Days are getting shorter. There’s a chill in the air. The end of the year feels like it’s approaching so fast. I think it’s also a beautiful time of year. The leaves are going out in a blaze of glory. Sara Teasdale is one of my favorite poets, so I thought I’d share one of her poems.

 

 

 

LEAVES

 

One by one, like leaves from a tree
All my faiths have forsaken me;
But the stars above my head
Burn in white and delicate red,
And beneath my feet the earth
Brings the sturdy grass to birth.
I who was content to be
But a silken-singing tree,
But a rustle of delight
In the wistful heart of night—
I have lost the leaves that knew
Touch of rain and weight of dew.
Blinded by a leafy crown
I looked neither up nor down—
But the little leaves that die
Have left me room to see the sky;
Now for the first time I know
Stars above and earth below.

 

Sara Teasdale 1915

 

Allow Me To Introduce…

 

About a year ago we tried to get another cat from Hidden Treasures Cat Sanctuary in Orland. We picked out a sweet girl we named Agatha. It turned out she was a lot older than we thought she was. We brought her home and did all the recommended things to slowly introduce another cat to an already established one. That was Neelix. Neelix seemed agreeable to finally touch noses with Agatha. Unfortunately she went ballistic and tried to take Neelix out. It became very clear this would not work. They allowed us to bring her back to the shelter and discovered that she already belonged to someone and should not have been adopted out. Lesson learned.

 

Yesterday we went to the shelter again and this time made sure we got younger female cats. They seemed to be very loving and cuddly so we brought them home. So far, there appears to be a détante between them and Neelix. We are cautiously hopeful.

 

 

So here is Marv with Bailey. She’s named after Bailey Quarters from WKRP in Cincinnati.

 

 

And here I am with Ketzel. Ketzel is the Yiddish word for ‘cat’. Gants gut, nisht azoy? (I got that phrase from Google translate.)

 

 

 

 

Haiku Kitty

Walkin’ down the street

Haiku Kitty

Purrin’ to the beat

 

She’s not just fluff,

She’s tough~

Tough to the bone

Haiku Kitty

Always walks alone

 

Hey, Haiku Kitty

Got somethin’ new?

 

“Sure,” she said

“And it’s just for MEW!”

 

Hey, Mouse!

   You fear me?

You better.

   I’m fierce and quick.

You won’t feel the blow.

 

That Haiku Kitty

Her wit’s as sharp as her claws

She fears no one

And follows no laws