Instead of "Christmas Cheer", there has been a whole lot of drear going on around here. I have been trying hard to "spice" things up a bit by baking and making candy but that does not seem to help weather-wise. Fog! Clouds! Rain! Sometimes all three at once...heavy clouds, fog and then rain and back to fog as soon as the rain stops. Merry Christmas from the Bayou. This is our typical weather pattern. Lovely.
As Bat, the Bayou Prince Cat, and I were making our rounds early this morning, he suddenly bounded off into the midst of the grape arbor. Obviously, something scurried beneath the greenhouse deck which adjoins the arbor and he was giving chase. That is all good as that is what cats are supposed to do...give chase to critters in the garden. There are no lazy, lap cats around here just like there are no lazy dogs or people. If you want to live here, you have to pull your weight. Unfortunately, Bat did not catch the rat or whatever caught his eye but his attempt did bring to focus something that wholly appealed to me. The vision was the perfect way to portray the plight of the Bayou in December!
Hurricane Katrina had donated us several large streetlight domes way back in 2005. Since the things were unique, I figured that, at some point, I would need to use them for a clue hunt. I sort of stuck them aside and forgot about them. Well, one sits atop a short post under the grape arbor. The vines have twisted and turned about the lamp globe in the most artistic way. Hmmm...I may just have to leave it be. It is intriguing now that it has become "one with the scenery". The abandoned light globe, the bare grapevines and the greyness perfectly depicted the drear of the day. There was just enough breeze to give the entire thing a sort of unearthly blurriness. I like it! In fact, I like it so much that I am tempted to paint this as artwork for inside the Little Bayou House! Yep, it has been a long two years, folks. Being isolated has me swimming in weird ideas. Go figure.
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