Shall I buy this cute little stone dragon? Not at THAT price! Do you think I’m made of money? What about the coal it would cost to feed it? And its asleep now but what happens when it wakes up, sneezes, and burns my shoes or the bottom of my coat? I mean he’s really CUTE, don’t you just want to go ahhhh or oooo? I know I do. And what about (whispers) toileting? Can you get a dragon litter tray? Plastic would not do, too caustic……would need stainless steel. Then there’s the vets… innoculations, how do they inject through a stone hide? Something to think about.. I mean, are dragons prone to scale beetle, carbon cough, wing itch? Your guess is as good as mine… What do they drink? water- or lamp oil? I think I will go for a Gargoyle instead. Stick it on the roof and it will be happy drinking rain water and watching birds fly by…
I am trying to drag myself out of an illness today, but all that seems to happen is that I fall asleep. Its only a stomach bug (enough information), but it really hit me yesterday.
Should I blog about this? I’m only explaining because I’m usually here everyday, writing endless things about art or silly poems. I do wonder sometimes if there is a point? Would anyone miss my words. It’s when you’re feeling a bit down that you start to question why I do this. Is it like vanity publishing? I wonder…
I just had to delete photos from my blog because I got to 99.7% full! I’ve got it down to 97.8%…what should I do?
Every time I post a photo now I make sure it’s on medium or thumbnail to save space.
I’ve tried to take photos off that were early on in my blog and that were not very good. But I don’t really like to do that. Anyway if you find a blog post missing a photo you know why. X
He came in, asked for a love, sniffed our boy cat. Thought about getting on my lap. Then he walked over to the settee, kicked a toy mouse for about thirty seconds (holding it with his forepaws, kicking with his back legs), then his eyes closed and he gel fast asleep!
Meanwhile my boy cat watched proceedings but remained inside a cardboard box we’ve given him to curl up in. The girl cat is lying over the radiator on her cat tree.. What happens next?
Varnish and stuff
An old bulb
A ttube of salon?
Detritus in a glass
Collected then forgotten
Why don’t I throw you away
Why can’t I let go?
So you mean so much.
Should I keep you
Or let you vanish?
Look on any shelf in my house and you will find either a cat ornament or a cat picture or painting. Here is a little cat ring holder, sent from a friend in America, and a birthday card someone sent me. I liked it so much I framed it. Sorry I don’t know the artists name. The little toy car is a spectrum persuit vehicle? From the captain scarlet and the mysterons TV series of the 1960s. The background is my bookcase with a few novels. I liked the colour combinations. I enjoy taking photos of everyday objects…
Loud knock on the door. I opened the door to see a man in a mask under his chin proffering his elbow?! I stood back. Er can I help you? I’m your neighbours landlord. ( OK, so I know my neighbour owns his own house which is not in good condition). I didn’t believe him.
The man said I’m just doing work on your neighbours house and damp is getting in from your chimney. Is it? I asked. (We have problems with damp from next door). He said I’ve got a man on the roof now and I will go halves, I’ll charge £600 and you will pay £300. I said I can’t afford that, he wandered off and offered £200. I said I’m not sure, will have to talk to my husband. So then he said he was working on a house three doors up? So I said how does damp from my roof get three doors up (we are in a terraced house). He then said the water tracks under the roofing felt (this would be uphill and up brick walls)….. So I said which house do you own and he said the one up the hill with the purple bricks sign.
So then hubby arrived. He was not impressed. We walked across the road and yes we could see one missing tile. We could also see no one on the other roof, no ladder, no scaffolding. Do these people realise we use our eyes? Hubby told the man he wanted to see proof of who he was and proof he owned the house up the hill. By this time the man looked panicked. Hubby can be forceful when he wants and said no we would get our own builder in. The man was now upset, seeing £200 melt before his eyes and clearly worried by my hubbies attitude. I calmed things down. We bumped elbows and said goodbye. I don’t think he will be back!
Watching from afar, I wonder what is going on over the pond. The TV reports people of faith advocating violence (and by that I mean both sides in the election). Whatever is happening people need to step back and take a deep breath and then count to ten.
Why don’t they all follow the guidelines that are written in the bible and other religious books. Turn the other cheek. It’s not impossible, caring for your fellow man and woman instead of denigrating them or speaking out against each other. It’s not easy to stand back I know. Tempers are rising, but why? Surely we need a world where people support each other. I know there is evil out there, but we don’t all have to follow it. I know I’m naive, and I’m actually not religious, but I wish people would think….
Last year we went to see the exhibition of the terracotta warriors when it was on tour. We visited Liverpool museum of the world to see it. You know what it’s like with phone cameras though, you take too many photos and forget what half of them were of. This bowl or cauldron was one of them. I think this is probably made of bronze. Displayed in a glass case, well lit. Beautiful.
was chasing a spider,
five minutes ago.
stole the beef
off my sandwich
pushes her nose
in my face
when I’m sleeping,
pushes her paws
under the bedsheets.
Beware the claw!
loves my knees,
she reaches up
and puts her claws in them.
so bright, so cute, so sweet!