So this is a hard time of the year for me because almost exactly a year ago two of my kitties disappeared. So many memories of them are flooding back to me lately. As I'm running the maple syrup tap line I remember Lily because she was my constant companion every time I went outside. She would make the daily hike up to the woods with me as I gathered sap. I remember Violet when my brother holds Mittens because she lived him and he would hold her a lot. My memories are bitter sweet but I wouldn't want it any other way. The first pic is Lily. The second pic is Violet playing in the barn. She is on top of one of the gas cans if you can't see her.