Happy Easter! Christ has risen.
Tunafish salad is something quite delicious in my opinion, and since I haven’t made it in a while, the thought occurs to me to make some when glancing into the produce section of my refrigerator, and spying some celery that looks like I better use it, before it goes bad.
I don’t know if it is his sense of smell, but after cutting up the celery, and opening up the can of tuna, my cat Calvin miraculously appears in the kitchen. He was soundly sleeping on the bed just a few minutes ago! Maybe it’s the auditory aspect of opening the can that comes into play here, much like with Hobbes the tiger from the cartoon. So: now a sandwich for me, and some leftover tunafish from the can for Mr. C.
As I sit down to eat the sandwich on the steps leading up to the apartment (the sunny section that I was made aware of earlier), Calvin sits next to me, wondering if I am going to finish the sandwich. “Yes I am, so don’t get your hopes up, and besides you had your share”, I tell him. A half a glass of leftover peach sirup with a few leftover peach chunks in it, makes a good complement to the sandwich.
As I’m taking my second bite of the sandwich, a hummingbird flies by, stops, and starts to chatter in mid-air just a few feet away. Now I don’t know if this is in regards to Calvin’s presence, but I suspect it is to make me aware of the fact that the hummingbird feeder has not been re-filled or cleaned in a few months. So sorry little chatterbox — I shall tend to it right away — after lunch!
Have a blessed Easter tomorrow!