Woke up to clear skies and 30 degrees here in southern California
Frost on the grass,
Hungry little birds in the feeder,
and Hank glued to the window watching them.
Hank tore himself away from the window long enough to have some kitty salad. He says the white tulip salad he had two weeks ago was better. Dude, that wasn't salad , that was a flower arrangement!
Hank wants to know if there is anything I wont photograph in his life....yes kitty, your glitter box, as the girls called it when they were little, that is off limits.
He says, thanks.