Last week I took both of my grandsons to a local farm. See this post. They were cautiously curious. While we walked around, multiple young cats circled and rubbed up against us. Leo has a cat at home, but I think this was his first experience with this gentle, yet intrusive cat behavior. I found this photo in my phone and made it black and white. Don’t you love how you can do that with a slide of your finger?
I don’t want to touch you.
Margaret Simon, draft
Would you please go away?
Your gentle mew
invites me.
Can we be friends?
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Reflections on the Teche 