Patches isn’t 100% black, hence her name, but she still qualifies as a black cat in my eyes.
Happy National Black Cat Appreciation Day, Patches!
Patches isn’t 100% black, hence her name, but she still qualifies as a black cat in my eyes.
Happy National Black Cat Appreciation Day, Patches!
I took this picture at the start of my lunch break, a few minutes after 1:00pm, on Wednesday August 17, 2022:
August… not September or October. It’s still summer and this prick of a tree (along with one additional tree in the back yard) is already turning.
Screw that. It’s summer, stop turning! Fall foliage happens in the fall, or didn’t you get the message, asshole.
Lunch time photo distractions. Like ya do.
I used the flash to get this. Can you tell? This plant has been alive, sitting by this window for three months or so. I am kinda shocked.
I used the flash on this one too. I never use the flash, but I used it today. Why? I don’t know. This plant has one very healthy looking leaf, and a bunch that look like they are dying from the edges in. Sad plant is sad.
Cellar plants. I want them to live forever, but I don’t think I have the ability to make that happen. Come on, plants. Thrive!
Note: Ya might want to set the exposure compensation back to zero when you’re in the car. Just saying.






I used to live here.
Anyone else use the jug of distilled water for their CPAP machine as a hat rack?
No, cat. That’s my spot, not yours. Piss off, feline!