Joseph the cat in his current favorite spot, the grasslands, his personal Serengeti just outside the kitchen door. Comfort creature that he is, he prefers his grasslands have nice dry pavers to sit or lie on, or on which to occasionally just pose for me. (An old friend was a master of the malaprop, and when intending to say “creature comforts” he instead transposed the words and uttered “comfort creatures”; we immediately recognized the usefulness and merit of this phrase.)
One of my favorite spots now is anywhere I can see the Chinese Fringe Tree, Chionanthus retusus, almost in full bloom. What a pair of comfort creatures Joseph and I make every spring.
