I had not been in a temple for many many years. At least 3.

I would like to make at least monthly visits.

Weekly might be annoying for hubby to wait for me though he does not mind reading while I am inside.

Both dogs are chilling in the backyard. The weather is perfect spring day today, no jackets almost required except maybe a light windbreaker. I miss Tummo very much today, and feel my feelings for her when I spoke to her and she was alive, admiring the sunset alone in the kitchen. On her last week, she came on the kitchen table to hang out with me for the whole evening as I typed at the table. It was very unusual and I knew something was wrong with her by then. How I miss her today! my sweet little dear cat, my only other female presence in the house.  And what mana of feminine power she had! Girl, did she ever! RIP my wonderous cat. I will be talking of you for a long while on this blog. 

The photos are her shrine for tonight, with buddha shakyamuni at the altar. Light , flowers and water offerings for her safety in the bardo. Until she meets pure land or enligthenment with amhitabhha or buddha and God.