I really ought to be more careful with my diet. If I eat too little fat, I clag up. Too much, and the reverse happens, after volcanic rumblings.
I read somewhere that a diet of poached salmon and asparagus contains a perfect balance of the nutrients needed for a healthy life. That, coincidentally, is exactly what I have planned for my dinner tonight. Not at all sure I’d want to eat it every day, though.
So today, as my system slowly grinds back to normal, I’ve skipped breakfast, and I have a bowl of mixed dried fruit (apple slices, two small figs, apricot halves) mungling away in apple juice ready for lunch.
That’ll put me right. Until the next time.
There was a bit of sunshine about yesterday, breaking through now and again to start drying the pavements before the next downpour. Heavy rain, vertical, enough to give you a headache if you were foolish enough to go out without a hat.
Dolly is beginning to wonder if I ought not to be out in the garage, building a one man-and-his-cat ark. I open the kitchen door wide several times a day but she’s reluctant to go outside even if it’s not raining at the time. Sometimes I worry about me, worrying about the cat so much.
Yesterday, when I popped out for a short walk during a dry spell, I thought she was all safe and well, dozing in the living room. When I got back just as the next shower started, she was waiting for me, just inside the front door, displaying all the signs of being anxious. Which really shouldn’t happen, and changed the moment she’d sniffed me to be sure I wasn’t damaged and off she padded, resuming her best attitude of total indifference.
She’s doing fine, though, maintaining her weight and keeping her interest going even if she does look like a raggle-taggle-gipsy-oh as she reaches the end of her summer moult. Soon as I’ve managed to brush her back to a respectable appearance I shall treat her, and myself, to a new portrait session. She’s still a handsome cat and the camera loves her.
Speaking of raggle-taggle-gipsies:
Second day running I’ve taken my camera out and I managed to snare a decent photograph of my favourite bit of hillside [the tower is the same one I use in my blog banner graphic]:
Sun on the hillside
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late summer sun
warms the hillside–
dark rain cloud overhead
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