My five-year old cat Sukey, surveying the scene. She doesn't stray very far from here, and I usually know where to look for her when I get home. I live in the railroad district, the downtown area of Ashland, but it's very quiet here because I'm off an alley between streets. I'm two blocks from the main strip with the cinema and the Shakespeare Fest, etc.,and two blocks from the Ashland Food Co-op, a fantastic grocery store that's also a place to see friends. Everything else in Ashland is reachable for me by bike, unless I'm gardening for someone in the hills, in which case I use my truck.
These were taken awhile ago, probably April, when precipitation was still happening; here she's licking up rain off my worm compost bin, right next to my front door.
Above: I put a cardboard box on the deck table, and she started nesting in it.