Prairie Valentine

Valentine's Day on the heart of the prairie, Beautiful Big Cats...the southern winds whip through bringing a lovely spring-like warmth. The half-moon hangs as mist over the old large barn. Diana is lofty and ethereal above the brown-tan horizon, above the trees with their bare limbs -- a gossamer beauty in a serene soft blue sky. The wispy clouds soar upwards in love's grace, adoring her, as the Kougaress adores her.
When the Kougar returns from her tranquil journey to the mailbox -- from watching the darling cardinals flit like red-winged messengers of happiness from their fir-tree home -- her Tiego dog greets her, dashing like a dervish back and forth, his sweet face the perfect valentine.

Valentine's Day at Title Magic, Big Kitties, enjoy Helen's blog with heart-melting purrs. Moi's meow below.
Oh, Helen, that was fantastic. Everyone's story is poignant in its own way. My little heart is all pitty pat.And what timing, I was just doing a bit of research on Lupercalia, the roman festival you mentioned. Hey, who wouldn't luv a 'running of the bulls -- naked men without the naked bulls, that is. Does anyone remember that scene in Northern Exposure, the running of the bulls, all the men of the Alaskan town running naked, an annual event. It was a scream.
Happy Valentine's Day All

Be My Valentine, the Kougar...