Liquid Sunshine

Sniff the Flowers | ©2014 HouseofHank.me

sums up Seattle in winter, where the forecast swishes between Showers, or Rain, or Light Rain, or Drizzle—when it’s not Partly Cloudy or Partly Clear, that is—the difference between any of those states remaining mostly foggy to soggy observers.

Hank & Co. try to soak in Vitamin D when they can, when rare spurts of sunshine from above allow for luxuriant sun showers. Oh, joy!

Here’s what they do:

Berry Sunshine| ©2014 HouseofHank.me
Look up at that strange bright sky (blink)

Stare at the Beauty of It All | ©2014 HouseofHank.me
Look down at those strange bright plants (blink)

Even the Trees Feel Good | ©2014 HouseofHank.me
See how happy the trees are (blink, blink)

Locate Favorite Sun Spot | ©2014 HouseofHank.me
Locate favorite sun spot

Locate Favorite Sun Spot | ©2014 HouseofHank.meNote something terribly wrong at favorite sun spot

Locate Favorite Sun Spot | ©2014 HouseofHank.me
!!!???!!!

That's Much Better | ©2014 HouseofHank.meReclaim sun spot. Soak in goodness.

The End.

_____________________________

To finish the moment, to find the journey’s end in every step of the road,
to live the greatest number of good hours, is wisdom.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson

It is also wise to have a full belly and a nice nap every day.
— Hank

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7 Responses to Liquid Sunshine

  1. judy patterson says:

    Dear Hank. So glad that you have snatched a nano second of liquid gold. There was one wee one here a couple of weeks ago but I was busy inside and missed it. Fog and snow and fog and snow and fog and snow — but it is beautiful. Oh by the way I fed the turkeys some cat food cause I didn’t have any sun flower seeds and — haven’t seen them since. I surely hope I didn’t cause them harm. Do dogs pray for turkeys???? love yogi

  2. dandyknife says:

    Poor kitty. It obviously has some fashion sense, choosing the perfect “camo” blanket for itself — right down to the texture.
    My Cardis would never kick our cat out of his bed. They can’t climb the stairs.

  3. Hank. says:

    Oh, don’t feel too bad for kitty. She’s wee but powerfully mean. Her greatest pleasure in life seems to be to place herself in the Boy’s favorite spots and just wait. Rather like the cane toad in Big Trouble. Adding insult to injury, the neighbor cat comes in the dog door and does the same thing. How much can one Yellow Labrador take? As of this writing, plenty.

  4. Hank. says:

    Of course! Being something of a turkey himself, Hank casts his net widely. As for the Tulku Turkeys, hopefully the kibble wasn’t “Thanksgiving Medley” or some such thing! OY. Hank will keep his toes crossed that they’re just on a walkabout!

  5. Jo Woolf says:

    Hank, you are a deep well of wisdom. I love the blue sky! Thank you for the sunshine. We could do with more of that here, too. I hope your purry friend found some sunshine somewhere else!

  6. Hank. says:

    Thanks, and not to worry! That kitty gets whatever she wants, as do all of Hank’s interloping friends. House of Hank is a peaceable kingdom, though this sometimes causes him moments of chagrin. Good thing he’s such a stalwart!

  7. Jo Woolf says:

    Hank, you’re a Trojan. Purdey salutes you!

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