Our house echos to the pitter-patter of tiny feet, well, paws. We are looking after Hava (that's Little Monster in Ukrainian) our friend Lana's kitten. This is the third time she has come to stay. She's getting bigger, but not much calmer. Although she has gotten over the habit of eating our feet under the doona.

On the weekend we went for a walk at Umstead State Park, it was a nice walk in the winter woods. Perhaps we should go for some better alliteration - which was a wonderful walk within the winter woods.



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