Hungry Cats…

This morning…Bertha…reminded me of one of my favorite of her sayings… Joys are like stray cats…the more you feed them…the more you get… I love this…Berthaism…probably because it brings back the memory of a time when we had about twenty stray cats…they mostly lived at...

Grappled…

I love words…I love to play with them…twist them…look at them in different ways…I even love to make some up…so…today…Bertha…gave me a treat…she floated a word across my mind… Grappling… She chose the word…because…I’ve been stewing about something…giving it a good bit...