Showing posts with label wilbur. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wilbur. Show all posts

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Hello Creative Peeps

Hello again, yes, it is me. I've been absent from here for too long--and have no idea who, if anyone might still stop in to see if anything is alive here in The Dresser Drawer. In short, life has been hard these last many months, and while I have been journaling, reading, knitting, writing letters and posti, playing with some collage, poetry, stamps and taking pictures, what I haven't been doing is blogging about it. Well, that is not quite true. I have still been blogging on my hope blog partners4hope

Wilbur, the-marvelous-white-cat-in-residence, is as fuzzy as ever and equally amusing & personable (yes, that is an orange  peanut butter M&M he is balancing on his head.) Wilbur helps me keep my sanity. His zen-like presence is very calming--most of the time.




This is, again or still, a time of contemplation and discerning for me. I will share more soon. 

Check the right hand column and you will see my montage of art and creativity books from my Goodreads page. I am currently perusing more than a few books on creativity, crafting and business. If you are interested in finding a copy of any of these--or other books, you can click the Powell's Books graphic and search their site for new or used copies. If you haven't ever been to Powell's in Portland--I highly recommend a trip there.(And, yes, it is true they buy books too, in person and online. There are easy to follow directions. 

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Wilbur's new love

If I take any shawl off and leave it on the bed Wilbur finds his way to it...and into it. No surprise. He does love cozy.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

A little more Wilbur




As boxes change, empty and disappear...sometimes only a lid is left behind. After a big sigh, a nap happens. Wilbur loves the windows here--but he still likes chairs. This lovely chair was pulled out and I was using it. I stood up and the next thing I knew...he was using it. I pushed back under the desk and Wilbur stayed put--for quite some time. He really is being a good sport. Each day is a new adventure of something to explore. He has also become a lap cat--unheard of prior to this abode. Now, daily he spends an hour or more at a time in my lap. It is good for me. Makes me sit still and take in the purring.

Friday, February 26, 2010

a lovey face

Yes, a lovey face
a warm face
a paw in my face
each morning
my alarm
each evening
one who calls
us to bed, to bed
a lovey face
a companion
on the way.
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