Among tiny paintings sold this weekend…
Two doves of peace,
Which makes me think, people do care about nature and climate change, people care about loving one another, and people care about peace.
The most interesting thing? They were mainly children who seemed to like them. Maybe having a symbolic image gives some comfort in these strange days.
I made sure I didn’t charge more than what it cost to make them. Had a chat this evening with my hubby. I know I really don’t do this for money, more to encourage people to take up art. If you can have the opportunity to do something creative, Take It! This world needs more creativity and thinking outside the box.
This is Woody, that’s what we’ve christened him. He’s been hanging round our garden for a year, eating food, and he’s gradually settled in our summerhouse. But it’s not ideal. I’d invite him in but my two rescue cats are timid, and I never got them their booster inoculations because they won’t get in the cat carriers. Anyway they are indoor cats so as long as Woody doesn’t come in they are safe.
But (and you knew this was coming, didn’t you?) I feel sorry for Woody and so I got someone to come round and check if he’s microchipped. Turns out he is but the phone number is dead and although we have been told he’s from a few streets away, they won’t tell us where because of Data protection.
No one has put missing posters up so I guess he is abandoned.
He’s a lovely friendly cat but after a year of being semi feral it’s going to be hard to get him rehomed. He doesn’t like being inside (we tried to get him in out of the rain), but I’d love him to be loved and snuggled down somewhere. Maybe on his own with a big garden to roam around, but also more cuddles than we can give.
If you live in Staffordshire maybe get in touch?
Poppies spreading from pole to pole,
Life and death must fight no more.
Let us give each other peace.
Think before we fight a foe.
Peace would be my lasting wish,
Giving back some bit of hope.
I know my wish can never be.
A world in peace I’ll never see.
But maybe once or twice the world
A life to spare, they can agree.
Orphaned lives must be saved,
Refugees must be delivered whole.
Shelter given, an end to fear,
No more war, a fairer share.
No more death of man or beast,
No more fighting,
Let’s have peace.
These two boys were my female cats kittens, they were rehomed together and now they are about two and a half years old. I occasionally see photos of them, I do miss them. They are like larger versions of their mother. Both boys are really handsome. I wish I’d been able to keep them, and their two sisters that went to another home.
You sat on his lap today,
Fell asleep with a twitch of your tail,
Trusting you could stay,
Trusting that you would be safe.
First time that’s happened
In three years of life
Living with us, but nervous.
Always flighty, flitting, fleeing,
But now content to rest,
On his warm lap
One totally relaxed cat.
This image is for illustration purposes only and does not represent the people in the poem.
Love held them together, and apart, for twenty years,
First love was theirs, second love someone else’s.
Only third love bought them together again.
Maybe a fourth love will change things?
I can’t be there to hug you,
I can feel your pain.
I can’t be there and see you,
Reassure you again.
I want to hold your hand,
And say it will be OK.
Show you that it’s not a problem.
Show you that it’s not important….
But it is to you.
I can’t see your face.
I can’t read your mind.
But I can send love.