Three moments, like one. One moment like three I considered working on this image, merging them. Collaged here from 3 photos, but almost as if one long stretched moment. I took the borders out as just a gesture of having one thing become another. Gosh each new moment, at this point in my life, is measured so differently now, each one is huge, holding all the moments that have gone before. How strange measuring can be. Evolutionary.
He, Soul-o, was not so happy about the garlic being so close to the catnip but he is working it out. He smelled really good when he came in. Actually I had to pick him up and bring him in, he was in a spring coma.
I thought I heard him whisper
"I like it here."