Once upon a time two womyn moved to the foothills of the Catskill Mountains. They dreamed of growing things, wandering woods, and ending their days rocking side-by-side as the sun set over those same mountains....
So glad to see them doing so well : )
I have done this in my past, its a very difficult and satisfying job,
So adorable. I can almost hear them mewing.
Teeny tiny preciousness!
Precious, fragile life.
Oh my! How old are they now?
Your words from your plaque are so special, thanks for posting them, and the little kittens, this one looks so contented,baby feeding time all over again.I found you from a comment at Sproutnwings. Cheers from Jean.
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