Vivian’s View From Here: Look Who Just Turned Twelve

That’s right, peeps! My sister Maisie and I celebrated our 12th birthday on Friday.
Mom is busy with book stuff, so I thought I’d take over the blog today and share a few pics of us to commemorate the event.

Lazy Maisie Sunday
I love my scratching post
Our perpetual kitten
I love this scratching post too!
Enjoying Mom’s lap
That time when Mom forgot to put our dishes back after cleaning the floor.
That time I didn’t give my sister sufficient purchase.
Looking a little peeved here. Maybe because Mom is taking too many pics.

Thanks for visiting us and have a purr-fect week!
Head bumps and sandpaper kisses,
Vivian

Sunday Snap: Comfort

“You can’t look at a sleeping cat and feel tense.”
~ Jane Pauley

“There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: music and cats.”
~ Albert Schweitzer

I know there are other means of refuge, Mr. Schweitzer, but those two are major sources of comfort for me.

Feeling sad and fearful today. My heart breaks for the victims of two more mass shootings over the weekend.

Where is the comfort and refuge for the loved ones left to grieve? How many more innocent people have to die from senseless gun violence before changes are made?

“Sweet as Childhood”

“…the late afternoon sunlight, warm as oil, sweet as childhood…”
~ Stephen King

I will be away from my blog for the next two to three weeks. 
Take care, everyone, and I’ll catch up with you in August! 

Vivian’s View From Here: Business as Usual

Hi, everyone!

Vivian K. Perry here, sharing a pic of me sneaking a catnap during a busy afternoon at the office.

I’m pleased to report that my sutures were taken out on Tuesday—thank you, Nurse Marilyn—the dreaded Elizabethan collar/cone has been tossed, and life has mostly returned to normal.

My sister Maisie and I don’t get to go outdoors nearly as much now; that’s the only downside.

But I have bounced back from my vicious attack last month, and I’m more than grateful to resume my usual workaday routine.

    Wishing you all

      a purr-fect Sunday!

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On the Mend

Vivian in happier times

Our dear little Vivian is recuperating from a coyote attack. At least that is our best guess, after her vet in Gander said the wounds under her tail came from four large canine teeth, too large to be another cat, weasel or mink.

There are no roaming dogs in the vicinity, but there have been plenty of coyote sightings around the shore and right here in Newtown. Needless to say, our cats will never go out in the evening or night again. After almost nine years of outdoor escapades since we moved here from the city, this is the first time anything like this has happened. Darn coyotes!

Chelsea the vet sedated her, stitched her up, and administered an antibiotic dose good for two weeks. We gave her anti-inflammatory medicine for seven days and oodles of TLC.

Her sutures come out on Wednesday, and we can’t wait. The past eleven days have been tough, mostly due to the joys of the Elizabethan collar. Vivian was depressed at first, but a few days ago she snapped back to her old silly self, chasing Maisie around the house. So funny to see Maisie run away, apparently spooked by the contraption on her sister’s head (she usually play-fights back).

Everything will work out, Vivian. We’re so grateful we didn’t lose you.

And I’m sure you have at least five or six lives left in you yet.

A little sisterly moral support from Maisie

A get well card and goodie bag from our friend Libby. Warm thanks to all for the calls and get well messages.

Evergreen Post: Snapshots from a Summer Day*

Now that summer has officially arrived–at least according to the calendar–I’m sharing an evergreen summer post from July 2015. Happy Sunday, everyone, and have a wonderful week!

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*Selected verses from Summer, a poem by Jennifer Kelland Perry, 2012
Photos ©2015 jenniferkellandperry.com 

Two Bees or Not Two Bees…

…that is the question.
I took this random photo the other day, but didn’t notice what I had captured until later.

At first, I thought I was seeing two bees on the arms of the chairs, but a closer look clearly shows a bee flying and casting his shadow below.

Two bees or not two bees? Nope, just the one. Please pardon the play on words, but it is Father’s Day after all, and my dad always loved a good pun or a clever turn of phrase.

Miss you always, Dad!
❤ ❤ ❤

Happy Father’s Day
to all the wonderful dads today!

Fridays and Final Drafts

Crunch time is here for my latest novel.

I’m nearing the end of the final draft, which means my beta readers will soon whisk away my manuscript for their constructive perusal. The timing couldn’t be better.

With the weather finally improving, I look forward to a couple of months to recharge and get ready for the next steps.

Friday turned out to be a super nice day. So mid-afternoon, I tore myself away from the laptop to step outside into sunshine, breathe the soft ocean breeze, and enjoy the view.

I think Maisie had the same idea.

“Does this camera angle make me look fat?”

Finally looking like summer around here!

“Stay out longer with me next time, please?”

It wasn’t easy to go back inside, but when you can see the finish line, it gives you more incentive to keep working. And once that line is crossed? Rest assured, Maisie–I will stay out with you much longer then.

“Best advice on writing I’ve ever received. Finish.”
~ Peter Mayle

Roma

Flashback to eight years ago this week: Beautiful Rome, the first destination of our 3-week trip to Italy and France. We hope to return to Europe within the next few years–the UK this time–and I can hardly wait.

The Colosseum was only a few minutes from our hotel. Notice the workers upon the ledge!

A little verse I wrote in Rome:

Roma

The click on terracotta tile
a welcoming staccato beat
quick-sure heels on cobblestone
we join the rhythm on the street.

Mellifluous foreign banter
fill sidewalk cafes and bars
laughter tinkling, glasses clinking
under the Italian stars.

Heady scent of sweet ambrosia
lips stained red with deep dark wine
swarthy locals’ smiling faces
lovers with their arms entwined.

Tastes and smells are all around us
food and drink beyond compare
warm night air drapes on our shoulders
sated, sleepy, not a care.

Street musicians serenade us
as we stroll our way back home
memories to last a lifetime
summer nights in downtown Rome.

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Travellers:
What has been your best-loved destination?

In Praise of Librarians

– Display at Mt. Pearl Library, NL

 

I love public libraries and I use our local one often. The latest book I’ve borrowed is The Outsiders by S. E. Hinton, the bestselling young adult novel of all time.

I think working in a library must be one of the coolest jobs there is. Most bibliophiles would probably agree.
One of my favourite librarians is also a fellow blogger. Barbara Vitelli, a.k.a. Book Club Mom, reviews books, interviews authors, and if you click on her link, you just might follow her too.

Do you frequent your local library? Do tell!