tamaranth | Thursday Positivity

Foxen frolicking in the garden again this morning. They are fearless and peer at me curiously. What, they are asking one another, what exactly is this peculiar shambling zebra-striped creature? And why is it pointing a camera at us? Ah well, let's be photogenic.
Cats sit indoors, ignored and dismayed.
Grass, by Sheri Tepper -- a reread, but I don't think I've read it for well over a decade, and there's so much I'd forgotten: the religious elements of the plot, the humour, the plague. But I remembered the horse trembling in the grass; and I remembered foxen.
Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End tonight. I suspect it will be a disappointment in many respects: but Johnny Depp! Extravagant special effects! Explosions! Swashbuckling! Mythical beasties! Improbable plot twists! Ships! Pirates!
The review in the local paper called it the second nautical catastrophe of the week (the first being the burning of the Cutty Sark). But what do they know, eh?