It’s hump day, and nothing is happening in Chicago of note except the weather is now lovely and not too hot. Meanwhile in Dobrzyn, the editor of Listy lets others do the work while she gallavants in the orchard:
Malgorzata: Let’s go back to the computers.
Hili: You go back. I’m going to develop my spirituality in the fresh air.
In Polish:
Małgorzata: Wracamy do komputerów?
Hili: Ty wracaj, ja będę rozwijać moją duchowość na świeżym powietrzu.
Malgorzata sent another photo as lagniappe, with the caption, “And here is a picture of Cyrus with Hania who is pretending that she is a bird (or an angel), just to make you all smile.”
Non angeli sed… Clearly Hania is a bird as there are no angels!
My new cat friend wo replaces one that died recently, resembles Hili greatly, but he has no teef poor chap having been found as a stray with gum disease.
Happy Humps!
Congrats on the new cat!
My daughter recently adopted a mostly toothless cat as well–a “senior” (12-years-old).
The fresh air is the best place to develop the spirit
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I don’t know what ‘hump day’ is, but I’m sure it doesn’t mean what I think it means. (Which would be enjoyable but improper).
cr