Thursday, January 15, 2015


Here in my remote corner of the planet, Mother Nature has been playing ...
... her own version of "peak"-a-boo!  Hiding those beautiful mountain peaks behind all kinds of wet weather.
I enjoy her version of this primal game!  Peek-a-boo is one of the first games we learn to play as infants ... and we enjoy some version of it our entire lives.  I love things that are timeless like that.
Mother Nature has been gifting us with warm temperatures ( in the 40's) and bucket loads of rain!  Occasionally the view from the front deck "peeks" out and lets me know that it is still there!
Kitties are exceptional at playing peek-a-boo!
Flicka's techniques are amazing and she turns whatever we're doing into a version of peek-a-boo!
I giggle at how her tail seems to have an identity of its own!   It plays its own version of just about everything!  So silly!
Today we were applying binding unto two quilts ...
... several versions of peek-a-boo were played!  And yep ... it became very wild!  Nonstop shenanigans from this nutty furbaby!
Kysa, on the other hand, doesn't begin to understand her kitty sister or the game of peek-a-boo!  She just wants deep fur rubs and dog cookies.  She likes to keep things simple ... no games ... I love her for that.
Here's a sneak "peek" of something I have been working on.  More details later.  BOO! ;-)

Do what you love.  Play.  Do dillydally!
Mrs. DillyDally


  1. Wow! The nature photos are amazing!!! One day I will get there to see them in person! Thanks for sharing the adorable pictures of Flicka. Our cat isn't that playful anymore. After all, she is 15 years old. How can that be possible. Our dog, Gus turns 11 next week and he still loves to go out an run at his pace. It has still bee cold here, in the 20's but we may reach the 40's this weekend. I am ready for a long run outside. Running on an indoor track gets boring really fast.
    Have a great day!

  2. Those foggy fingers around the mountains are one of our favorites!! When we lived in Mill Valley, CA, those fingers of fog would roll up and over the hills around us. They originated from the San Francisco Bay, which was on the other side of those hills. Such a cool thing about the Bay Area and now we have it here!!