Christmas Morning

Nothing much to do on Christmas morning. At least the family back west isn't in the same turmoil it was last year, so things are tranquil. I had little to do, so decided to blog.

I live with two cats, so people think I'm obsessed by cats. One friend gave me cat Christmas lights the other year. Since I don't have a tree, I strung them along the ivy covering my kitchen bookshelf, as above.

Here's a closeup of one of the lights:


And speaking of cats, what were the real ones doing, you ask?

Ms. Boggedy was in her accustomed place, at the window. My cheap (but not bottom of the line) camera does interesting accidental effects when I aim it towards light. Funny how she resembles the light-up cat:



While Mr. B. was taking the air on the front balcony, which he does for about three minutes, before wanting to come back in:



It's a warm and sunny morning, for a Montreal winter.