Seamus two years ago

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What a change two years make. Seamus was quite a timid cat. It took me ages to coax him out to say hello and I think you can still see caution on his face here – a couple of months after he arrived. He’s much more self assured now. He loves playing catch chase with his sister. Instead of sleeping in quiet corners or under cupboards both of them now sleep on a cat tree or on the back of the sofa in the middle of the living room.

They both will only eat one flavour of one type of cat food, but it is supplimented with treats and they know how to stare so you share food off your plate.

Cat stares

It knows what it wants

It hypnotises you

To share your breakfast

Lunch

Tea

Dinner

Supper..

How do they do it?

With love and telepathy… !

Looking

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I used to spend a lot more time on digital drawings. This one got printed on a mug just for fun. It’s based on cats eyes. I decided to duplicate it in the layout app I have after initially drawing it in ArtRage oils. I don’t quite remember how I managed to draw the details, probably using my computer tablet not my mobile phone which I tend to use now.

I’m gradually collecting these images off my  computer as they pop up on my previous memories page on Facebook. Every day something different, that I forgot about, is there, and I ponder what thoughts were going through my mind all those years ago.

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Gardenlife

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Ruth had been in the garden cutting back a vine plant all day  She decided to shower as broken bits of twig and leaf had fallen on her and twisted in her hair.

As she started to shampoo her hair she struggled to untangle all the bits of twig. It was getting caught even tighter. She tried some conditioner but the vine was strong and she thought she might have to get some scissors. It was so prickly, bits were scratching her hands and scalp. It felt as though it was pressing on her hair, her nose? Infiltrating her ears. She knew then that it was growing! The water and the conditioner was feeding it. No matter how she struggled the vine grew and tangled around her. It slipped into her mouth as she tried to cry out.

Later a neighbour, who had noticed water running out of the house, called the police. They eventually broke in.

“No sign of anyone in there.” “We’ve turned off the water,” the policeman said. ” Funny thing, there’s a huge vine growing in the bath. They must have left it there so it had water” …..”very strange shape, you could almost imagine it had arms and legs” ..

Supporting red nose day

Red nose day is a British charity which started many years ago. They do a telethon every two years and do comic sketches and serious reports to raise money for good causes. So far they have raised over £40 million. The money is split 50/50 between the UK and other countries..

They are trying to fight malaria, end child marriage, support families in need.

The comic relief symbol is the red nose. They sell these and other merchandise to raise funds. That’s why I’m wearing mine here 😜

Ducks

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Well a duck and drake actually. Bog standard Mallard ducks, but I do think they look smart. The male (drake) has the green head and ring round his neck. The female duck has neat brown feathers bounded by white edges. These were photographed on a cold day about a month ago.

It’s soon going to be time for little ducklings to emerge from their eggs. In a few weeks time I might be taking pictures  Of some of them.

Meanwhile I hope you enjoy this image of nature.

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What’s happening?

sketch-1552651184350It was a quiet autumn day and nothing much was happening. She had been out shopping and was starting to put stuff away in the fridge. Suddenly there was a huge gust of wind which rattled all the windows and blew lots of leaves along the path. It started to rain and the sky grew grey and then black. The kitchen was so dark that she had to put the light on. She thought she saw a figure outside, but when she tried to look through the window the glare from the electric light reflected back and made it impossible to see out.

She continued to put things away. Then entered the living room. She heard a knock coming from the front door, “hang on” she called, fumbling to find the light switch, ” I will be there in a sec.”

She turned the key in the door and gasped as she opened it. A very short person dressed all in black and wearing a plastic skull mask stood by her front door….

“Trick or treat!” screamed the child loudly over the sound of the gale.