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  • a happy, ordinary, middle-aged, suburban woman who paints odd pictures, gardens in a straw hat, lives with the love of her life, is owned by one cat and the ghosts of several others, and walks a little funny 'cause she has a fake leg. She started this website because there's more to life than what we lose, and we need to let each other know what's possible, even if it's only a happy, ordinary life.

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That was lovely.


Very pretty. Only someone truly obsessed or heartless would clean that birdbath.


Thank you, ladies. I'm glad you see what I see. :)

Alphabitch, I do sometimes worry that I am creating germ pits in the very habitat of creatures I love and wish only to help. But then I see them bathing themselves and drinking out of chemically slick puddles in potholes, and this makes me reconsider. I do put biologically designed anti-mosquito pellets (bacillus thuriensis, I think it is) in the water to prevent West Nile virus-carrying bugs from breeding in the birdbath. But other than that and keeping it from drying out, I like to let nature take its course. I do think it is best in every way.

And not just because I am a terrible housekeeper. :)

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