I love naps. Naps are best mid-afternoon. I guess you could technically call it “siesta” at that point. It’s so tempting to take a nap right now. For Southern California, it’s cold outside and windy. One could call it blustery. It’s icky, pretty much. Sure, it’s sunny, but the cold negates the loveliness of the sunshine – it just plain cancels it out.
Plus, all the kitties are napping around me in the living room. It looks as if the wind strewn them about, swirling them lightly up and about, ’til they landed softly, draped here and there. The whole scene just makes me want to cozy up and take a cat nap right next to them. Purrr..