3 - oblation

I had a few hopes.
1) to take a picture at work. it was too warm a day to have a picture after dark.
2) i happened across a stray cat, casually cleaning itself by the alley behind our house. she did not have the mangy, wild-eyed and desperate demeanor of street-cats. she was comfortable, maternal, content.

I ended with this little clip because one of my favorite things about spring is when the dark comforts of home slowly transform to a place where the warmth continues instead of a safe haven carved out of the deep, dark, cold. So before these flowers die, here is a little fresh maker.