She Wakes!

Laura Earle slept as snow turned to rain outside. Perhaps she dreamed of sparrows like the ones she watches come to the feeder by our kitchen window. Or, perhaps, she had an anxiety dream, worried that the world was not a cute enough place. Rising up against that terrible specter, she woke! --possible stirred by the little sounds and bright flashes of my camera.

I spent the day reading Rogue Male by Geoffrey Household (1939), which is as brilliant as it is unusual --a cat lover's book being one of its qualities. I also did some shopping and somehow avoided regular work.