My buddies

With great sadness, my best buddy of eight years passed away recently. His name was Lazarus. He was a Norwegian Forest Cat. Loyal, intelligent, handsome, kind and gentle, he was my friend who was always near me and brought me great joy and happiness. He was probably close to 15 years of age when he pass on to heaven. I miss the nightly sight of him guarding the top of the steps on the side porch, dutifuly watching for intruding felines and scurring voles. I loved my buddy very much.

Loch Raven Morning 2/27

A passing drive through Loch Raven I did not discover too much that caught my eye. The snow had fallen off the trees and partly melted on the ground. The reservoir was partly frozen so I caught a few of the quiet peace of the geese and winter trees.