The backyard weeds are announcing the arrival of an early spring with all gusto. They won't mind next week's rain in the least and will imbibe to their drunken fill. There is some personal pity on the chemical death of these brave and hearty characters. A little. Not too much. They have their chance. They're survivors whether I kill them or not. God made them tough and they have a reputation to preserve.
Jack doesn't like his picture taken. I try to pose him, and like all good cats he doesn't understand --- because like all good cats, he is pretty stupid and disobedient. The best cat pictures are when they are in the house sleeping. He's a beautiful kitty, actually, hardly any trouble, except when he throws up all over stuff outside and inside. Always been sickly, this one.There is such variety in creation. And why not: the God of creation is infinite in power and wisdom. We can expect no less. And when we think of all the plant and animal species that have disappeared, our jaw drops twice as far!
"O, LORD, how manifold are thy works! In wisdom hast thou made them all: the earth is full of thy riches." Psalm 104:24
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