Cats keeping warm

They are both by the oil heater. Remarkable as they usually chase each other. The third is beside me curled up on the chair. Now ones moved, I have a little igloo bed she gets in to keep away the chill. I think I need one of those sausages that you use at the base of the door to stop drafts. My door is right onto the pavement with no porch, so any drafts sneak in. My ankles are permanently cold at this time of year. Anyway at least the cats are warm. X

Cat keeps warm

She’s taking advantage of the radiator being on for a while. A friend said she looks content in the photo.

I currently have another cat sitting on my knees poddling (kneading) me. I’m enjoying being nuzzled on my hand while loud purrs are surrounding me.

Content cats lead to content humans, warm and happy cats show you love. I don’t think they are as aloof as they are sometimes painted. But they do seem to have an off switch, they can be lovely and then just jump off you for no reason! My Mom used to call it cupboard love, because they usually just want feeding!

Heat seeking

Cats know how to keep warm, whether it’s by the central heating radiator or this electric powered oil filled one they know the best places to snooze. Sometimes they even use me as a source of heat. Having three cats on the bed at night is almost as good as having a hot water bottle. I know I need to save money, but I care about them. They have fur coats but I still want them comfortable.

Hopefully the weather will improve and the central heating can go off soon. We are almost in to spring and the winter has been relatively mild. I’m hoping the garden grows and the cats can sleep outside if they want X

May blossom

What’s your favorite month of the year? Why?

My favourite month is May, when blossom opens on trees, the sky turns a beautiful cerulean blue, and suddenly bees and insects wake up. Then I watch the blossom unfurl, tight buds become satin skirts and whirl outwards. Scent fills the air. Beware storms, thundering through the sky, their gusty winds can strip the flowers before they are pollenated, or frosts can burn their delicate petals. Their safety ensures a good crop of cherries or pears. Apples too can sink or swim depending on the weather.

May brings beauty in other forms, buds and leaves follow the blossom, the leaves stretch as water floods into their veins, brilliant greens or pinky mauves fill in the gaps between the twigs. Warm sun is absorbed as the leaves feed on the light. Photosynthesis is a miracle of nature. Clean air circulates, breezes stir, hedgerows grow and light up with May blossom.

Yes May is my favourite month, the warmth of the sun starts to return, days are longer, brilliant and lovely, if we are lucky we can enjoy the seasonal spectacle.

Old Orchids

Old orchids on the windowsill

Growing fitfully, they need repotting. I’m going to have to do it soon as the orchid medium is spent, but they have reflowered a few times. They need clear plastic pots to let light to the roots apparently. My worst habit is not keeping them misted so they are a little dry. I’ve got two more on the kitchen windowsill but I think it will be too cold in there in the winter so I will be moving them into the living room where it’s warmer..

Cold day

Reflected in the car window bue sky and grey cloud. The air is chilled and breezy, a little plastic windmill with curled coloured sails spins in the wind. I don’t want to go out, I’m staying in and keeping warm.

Cold air is circulating near my feet, warm air rises, so it can take a while for it to descend and fill the room. Having cats popping in and out, that can’t close the door behind themselves doesn’t help.

It’s fearful to wonder what the bills will be like this winter. Fuel costs have apparently come down, but not for customers. I guess it’s good in one way because it reduces how much power we are using. But that means extra layers of clothes, in my case a tee shirt jumper and a cardigan. But it’s no hardship compared with being homeless in winter. A “Lifestyle choice” according to our Home Secretary, what an uncaring attitude.