Today’s prompt from the Ultimate Blogging Challenge is to describe what I do on Thursday or to share a day in the life of… me. I am writing this in real time, so, most likely you will not see this blog post until Friday morning.
When I wake up in the morning, this is the first face that I see. Don’t her eyes look so warm and loving? Trinity is truly the cat that I never expected to have. After my parents’ last cat, Zoe, passed away, I had decided that I never wanted another cat again. I didn’t want the heartbreak of losing a sweet cat. But, along came Trinity. How she came to me was a very long story. She had a hard life, and she was supposed to be a temporary foster that I would care for until she was adopted. That was almost five years ago. She is now a permanent foster. Next month, we celebrate the fifth anniversary of our “gotcha” day.
Forgotten Felines of Western New York is currently looking for more people to serve as permanent foster parents for senior cats. My Trinity was the first cat in the program. This girl is now fourteen years old.
What a sweet girl. She will never ben a stray cat again. She is in her forever home.
If you live in Western New York, and you’re interested in being a permanent foster for a senior cat, contact Forgotten Felines of WNY. They are now a 501(c)(3) nonprofit, so, if you’re so moved, please donate to them. This is the rescue that takes in shy, elderly, and unadoptable cats. They also take care of colonies of feral cats. Some of the cats they take care of have serious illnesses, and they ensure that these cats get the veterinary care that they need to stay alive and to thrive.
Here is their website: https://forgottenfelineswny.com/
Well, after I fed Trinity and she was happy because food is her favorite thing, I went outside to test putting a decoration into a flowerpot. I made that decoration last night at the Grand Island Memorial Library. It was a fun craft program that was organized by Mandy. She’s very creative and she is really into wire wrapping. She was wearing beautiful wire wrapped earrings, which, she said, took a long time to make. Our decorations were all about wire wrapping, and I had such a good time creating mine.
You would think that the cat is enough critter for me but, no, I need to decorate my bed with all of these critters. They are so cute and so much fun so… here they are. Sometimes, I use them as models for my stories.
I had so much fun selecting the beads for this project. I love vivid colors, so I felt that this project reflected the colorful, enthusiastic me.
My next activity was to tend to a very weedy garden. All of that green stuff had to go. It was growing with great gusto.
There are some invasive plant species in this garden. This creature with the long stem that looks like it goes on and on forever is called “field bindweed.” It’s related to the morning glory. The field bindweed is a very invasive and aggressive perennial that wraps around other plants like a boa constrictor. It offers a ferocious type of hug that isn’t good for the recipient plant.
Morning glories come in a variety of colors, and field bindweed tends to produce white flowers. Even morning glories have the urge to wrap, but they are easier to control because they are annuals. The best thing to do is to keep them confined to their own pot.
In the time slot that I had allotted for this project, I did not finish the weeding. I will return early next week to finish weeding and to prune the shrubbery, which are looking like they need a haircut. Come to think of it, I am starting to look like I need a haircut, too. I’ll contact my friendly hairdresser, who will take care of that, as opposed to me using my pruners (or my deadheading scissors) on my hair. I’m sure that someone will make a funny wisecrack about deadheading. I know that I would.
I returned home at about noon and I made this omelette for my lunch. Garnishing the plate with grapes seemed like a good idea, as they are bright and colorful. I also gave Trinity her cat food. This cat will eat everything, but she can’t digest anything. Hence, no tuna or salmon for Trinity. Her taste buds say yes, but her digestive system is a firm no. Yep, she has a fussy digestive system, just like her human, who has had to eliminate whole categories of food, due to food intolerances. For sure, we are a matched set of fussy tummies!
Early in the afternoon, my friend Debbie came to pick me up and we headed off to Emery Park, an Erie County park located in South Wales. When we got there, we joined a walk that was organized by Buffalo Niagara Waterkeeper. This hike through the park had been scheduled for several weeks earlier but, because of the rain, it had to be rescheduled. But now, at last, we could join.
The first thing that we saw at the park was this structure. It overlooks a small ski hill that operates during the winter. Because the ski hill is in a county park, people don’t have to pay to ski here.
Cazenovia Creek goes through the park, and there are a few waterfalls there. But the weather had recently been so dry that the waterfalls was more like a trickle of water, as opposed to a rush. As a result, we really didn’t see the waterfalls. Cazenovia Creek is a tributary of the Buffalo River, which empties into Lake Erie.
We saw some interesting plants at the park. This one is a false sunflower (heliopsius heliaanthoides).
This one is a yellow jewelweed (impatiens pallida), also known as a pale touch-me-not.
This is a forget me not or scorpion plant. Here is a fun fact. The forget me not is the state flower of Alaska!
This stone structure is one of 69 structures in Emery Park. Many of the buildings in this 457.5 acre park were built by employees of the Works Progress Administration (WPA) in the 1930s.
After we left Emery Park, we traveled to Woodlawn Beach, located on the shores of Lake Erie. Debbie was going to a birthday party for a friend that was being held at that park, and I enjoyed the beach. When Debbie let me know that we were going to Woodlawn Beach, I thought that I had been at that park before. When I got there, I realized that it did look familiar, only I had never seen it during the summer. Then I remembered. I have been to Woodlawn Beach twice to take pictures of the Polar Bear Plunge that a team from Grand Island High School participates in. It occurs in December and it is a fundraiser for the Special Olympics. It’s… very cold. The kids who run into the cold water seem to be very happy. Despite the coldness, the joy of the kids makes it worthwhile.
In the summer, people enjoy games of beach volleyball.
You can travel to the beach via this boardwalk.
There were many birds on the beach. I suspect that people feed these birds because they did not seem shy at all.
The beach was very busy and active during the early evening.
I enjoyed being on the beach during the golden hour, which was the hour before the sun set, as well as afterward. The sky was yellow, and it reflected in the water.
The wind turbines are set off by the golden sky. Such a beautiful image of those turbines reaching upward, trying to touch the sky.
Here is the sun, starting to sink behind the horizon. It’s beginning to turn orange.
Here goes the sun.
So beautiful. It feels like magic.
The sun settled behind the horizon, and the sky slowly turned dark. The sun has gone to give brightness elsewhere. And so, we left the park, and Debbie drove me home. It was nice to watch the sky turn a vivid blue before going to the darkness of night.
And that’s all for Thursday. In a few hours and a sleep, I will share with you my last post for the July version of the Ultimate Blogging Challenge. Stay tuned.
