Clover kitty

I think this picture is so cute. Little (actually quite big) Oliver investigating some clover I picked in the back yard. He is only brave when it comes to plants and flowers, he loves to eat and attack them. In everything else he is the most scared terrified little creature, constantly hiding under the covers in the bedroom.

I feel dull, drained and rather unmotivated this morning. Its beautiful sharp and cold outside. The sky is glowing frosty blue and our tree is on fire with red leaves trying to fool us into believing its still Autumn.

Now to starting this wobegon Monday. I hate weeks, they move through the weekends too fast.