What’s out there

Posted on March 12, 2019 Posted in Cat, UncategorizedTagged Cat, Cat watching, Experiment, Experimental poem, Fun, Humour, Life, Poem, Poetry, View, WatchingLeave a comment

What is it?

Box thing with round things, moving

Not my human, moving

Green things waving on long thin things

Wet stuff, falling,

White wet stuff, falling

Coloured things, small, smell nice

Thing with wings, flew past, fast.

Thing with Four legs on string, barking.

Something like me, black and white.

Something like me orange, whiskers.

Not my human wearing red with flat white and brown things

Bang, oh noise, white and brown things come through hole in wood thing in hole in big square white thing, white thing also has hole in it that has clear stuff in it so I can look out and thing hanging down that makes ringing noise when I play with it.

This odd poem is me trying to describe from my cats perspective. I don’t imagine they have nouns for things, so I haven’t said windows, door, or envelopes but just tried to explain them. I hope this makes sense..

Swirls

Posted on March 12, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Art, Blogging, Colour, Design, Digital apps, Digital doodle, Fun, Pattern, Swirls2 Comments

When I have had a long day I enjoy doing something creative. These were done with a couple of apps, sketcher free and picsart. I don’t know why I like swirls and spirals so much.

Anyway here are three iterations. The first was the most complex to create, the second and third led to the first. I started with bright colours and then reduced them by using the curves option, changing each colour to a more muted one and eventually grey.

I think I will just finish here. Today was very busy.

The steps

Posted on March 10, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Blog, Creative writing, Fun, Mystery, Sci fi, Science fiction, Short story, Very short storyLeave a comment

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A light from the sky settled gently on to the field at the back of the housing estate. The sound was muted. No one would have heard it if they had been more than 50 metres away.

But on that night Sam had been looking up at the sky from a corner of the field on the local footpath. She had been struck by the beauty of the Milky Way and the clarity of the night on this chilly evening. She had been about to leave when she saw the light from the corner of her eye. A meteor? Too slow. A plane? The flashing lights were not there, just one spotlight. A helicopter? No sound …. She stood still as it landed. The classic ufo shape that she had seen on many old black and white films.

She was surprised at how calm she felt. She didn’t know whether to move toward the object or run away. Finally she noticed a yellow ramp with steps lowering down to the ground.

Why not be the first? Why not make contact? She walked slowly up the slope of the field and came to the base of the steps……

Sitting on the edge

Posted on March 10, 2019 Posted in Cat, UncategorizedTagged Bad rhyme, Cat, Cream, Eat, Fun, Humour, Life, Poem, PoetryLeave a comment

Sitting on the edge,

So proud

Cats eaten the cream

Cheeky boy,

Lick your whiskers

Wash your face,

Clean your paws,

Just pretend

You didn’t eat it

It was your sister

Not you….

Eye spy..

Posted on March 9, 2019 Posted in Cat, UncategorizedTagged Bad rhyme, Bird, Blog, Cat, Fun, Humour, Poem, Poetry, Silly10 Comments

Something beginning with C.

Car

Cake

Cow

Cup

Crumb?

Cat!

Something beginning with W.

Water

Web

Wheat

Watch

Wire?

Window!

Something beginning with B…

Bowl

Bulb

Beetroot

Bottle

Banana?

Bird!

Cat sees bird through window

Bird is safe from cat

Bird flies away

Cat is disappointed!

Giant metal frog

Posted on March 8, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Copper, Creative writing, Frog, Fun, Metal, Sci fi, Short story, Very short storyLeave a comment

Am I on Earth or an alien planet? I thought. I was walking around the lake, the ground was wet. In the distance I could see a metal spike rising up from the ground, with something sticking out, attached to it.

I got closer, the thing was clearly metallic, greenish copper coloured.

It was a sculpture of a frog, feet wrapped around the spike. It seemed to be looking at me? How? Its metal isn’t it?

Then it moved! One arm came up, it rubbed its eye in that odd way frogs do. It opened its mouth. .. The last thing I remember was its tongue flashing out, catching me round the neck. . The world faded.

Fishy

Posted on March 7, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Fish, Fun, Humour, Micro poetry, Poem, Poetry, Spotty, StripesLeave a comment

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Who you looking at?

Bluob blubble

My spotty fins are nicer than yours.

My stripes are neater

My mouth is bigger,

I’m a serious

Fish!

Reflected

Posted on March 7, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Fun, Humour, Lake, Staffordshire, Stoke-on trent, Trentham, Trentham Gardens, Wire fairies, Wire fairyLeave a comment

Caught on camera, this fairie metallic us, seen flitting over the lake at Trentham Gardens. Like a dragonfly. Was she catching gnats for supper or taking a drink of water from the lake.

Fairies rarely stay still long enough to be photographed. Their magic powers mean that they can hide from view. I only caught this image by dodging out from between the trees and having my camera on zoom. That is why it suffers from camera shake.

Lol actually there are lots of wire weave fairies at Trentham but I just tried to write a small fiction about this one.

Cycling home

Posted on March 7, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Age, Cycling, Fun, Humour, Lake district, Life, Scotland, Short story, Silly story, Very short story2 Comments

“I used to be fit.” The old timer said as he looked down sadly at his old bike. “I could ride up to the lake district, round Windermere and back home in a day. Now look at me, my knees are wrecked, my back aches and my balance makes me wobble all over the place.”

“You need to keep cycling though, I said, I know it’s tough, but if you stop now you will probably stop for good.”

“I’ll ride to Scotland and back he said, no doubt it will take some time.”

“But you don’t know the way. Why not try cycling on canal towpaths?” I suggested.

That was two weeks ago. I haven’t seen him since. Though I did get a post card from John o’Groats saying “in Scotland, can’t find the canal!”

Tonight’s sketches.

Posted on March 7, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Beehive pub, Drawing, Fun, Honeywall, Life, Portraits, Sketching, Staffordshire, Still life, Stoke-on trent, Urban sketching1 Comment

These are the best of the bunch of sketches I did at the Beehive pub in Honeywall tonight. Some of the others were not too bad, but when you are trying to draw moving people it is difficult to get enough information down rapidly enough. That was what happened with the other ones – I was not speedy enough.

One image I do want to get is my friend Kate playing the trombone. It’s a wonderful sound in a small pub. I’m also in love with the gleam and reflections on it. Next month I will try and get closer and do a better drawing if I can.

These drawings were done in a Seawhite of Brighton Plein Air Sketchbook size A5 with watercolour paper. Using a Bic grip roller black roller ball pen.

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