Here I Raise My Ebenezer

Not long ago, my sweet cat, Ebenezer, celebrated his third birthday.  I inherited him from a Denver Seminary classmate who got him from a homeless gentleman standing in front of a Starbuck's.  I promptly nestled E in a black Vera Bradley tote and took him to Deer Creek Animal Hospital for shots. Back then, he weighed a mere 3.7 pounds.  Today, he tips the scales at a hefty 15 pounds.

Some people think I named E for Charles' Dickens' Ebenezer Scrooge character from A Christmas Carol.  Not quite.  E gets his name from the second verse of the classic hymn, Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing which was written by a 22 year-old pastor named Robert Robinson.  In Hebrew, the Ebenezer also means 'stone of help.' 

That Was Then

This Is Now

April Showers Bring May . . .

It snowed this past weekend.  I thought I'd share some pictures of the view from my front door.  Winter - as many of you know - is my favorite time of year.  My mom - with whom I have little else in common - missed the snow so much that she sold her place in Florida and returned to Aspen.  At 73, she skied 50 days this past season.  My dad now lives full-time in Evergreen.  My paternal grandparents often spent Christmases in Door County, WI when I wasn't around.

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