By W.B. Yeats
The cat went here and there
And the moon spun round like a top,
And the nearest kin of the moon,
The creeping cat, looked up.
Black Minnaloushe stared at the moon,
For, wander and wail as he would,
The pure cold light in the sky
Troubled his animal blood.
Minnaloushe runs in the grass
Lifting his delicate feet.
Do you dance, Minnaloushe, do you dance?
When two close kindred meet,
What better than call a dance?
Maybe the moon may learn,
Tired of that courtly fashion,
A new dance turn.
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
From moonlit place to place,
The sacred moon overhead
Has taken a new phase.
Does Minnaloushe know that his pupils
Will pass from change to change,
And that from round to crescent,
From crescent to round they range?
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
Alone, important and wise,
And lifts to the changing moon
His changing eyes.
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I spent most of Thursday settling these girls into their new home, which involved a lot of playing with fuzzy toys, several minutes of convincing Daisy and Cinnamon that they didn't need to stand outside in the hall hissing, and quite a while visiting with friends who wanted to meet the new residents, including our neighbor Rose, who brought even more presents! Plus we had dinner at California Tortilla with Angela and Kevin, who then came over to play with the kittens!
In between playing with the kittens and consoling the cats, who needed extra attention, we watched Heroes Reborn, which I am really enjoying so I am sad to see that its ratings are probably not going to get it picked up. Sleepy Hollow is mostly awesome fun this season, and Elementary is better than last season though it still doesn't have the energy of its first season -- less arc, more individual stories (and the occasional non-murder case!) would be most welcome.
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