Olivia Jane

In January of 2003, this picture was taken on a day very much like today. I awoke this morning and drew back the curtain to reveal giant clumps of snow hustling and blowing past the window. Just below, plump robins, who had been perched in my Hawthorne tree, dove down, hopped half-way across the street, and stopped to enjoy a sip or two out of a puddle. My old friend, Olivia Jane, who is now 13 and snuggled up by my side, loves to sit and look out the window. I don't know what she enjoys more, the flittering snow, or the chubby little birds. One day, I will tell you how Olivia Jane, a Minnesota barn cat, travelled many many miles to find her true home out west...