Draw your hobby,
that’s what they said,
Trumpet? True I thought
I must try
to apply some practice
to this instrument.
3B pencil
And ink too.
So blow
cold wind flow
and play..
Tag: Play
Penkhull Mystery Plays
The time to organise this year’s mystery play at penkhull is here. But people need to get involved. After fifteen years of hard work some of the organisers are standing down. We have various deadlines and need to decide by early February whether it’s going ahead. The committee are meeting tonight and hopefully those that were involved and are involved or might want to be involved will attend. It takes a lot of effort from over 400 people to put the day on. The centre of it is usually a Mystery Play although a couple of years ago we had a ‘fallow’ year where there was no play, but the rest of the day went ahead. I guess people are busy, but it would be good to keep it going….
Playing
You don’t know what you will get when you play with photos. This was the result after playing with this photo. 
And also playing with the brightness and hues in it….
I like it.
Just a photo of a reflection in a window.
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Purring cats
Purring puss
He loves his new basket
Curled up warm and snug!
But jealousy arrives with his sister
Who loves it too.
Squabbles ensue, much chasing,
up and down stairs,
behind the curtains…
Scooting backwards and forwards,
In and out the basket,
one after the other.
Till finally,
they both ignore it,
staying in seperate places.
Eyeing up the basket,
at an impasse….
Neither willing to trespass.
Wish I’d bought two.
Cats
We have two cats, one basket.
Someone thinks it’s his,
someone thinks it’s hers!
Cat fight! Shock horror!
no harm done, fun had,
chasing round, playing tag,
one great game.
No fur flying….
No scratches or harm..
Bouncing round the room.
Leaping, flying,
cats death defying!
I’m the king of the castle..
My cats play and chase each other every few hours. It starts with the female cat lying down in front of the male cat, he starts to groom her and they start squabbling, she fends him off as he tries to nip her. They then start chasing each other, sneaking up and Pouncing at each other, racing round the room and up the stairs.
Lately it been a game of “I’m the king of the castle, get down you dirty rascal…” a game that children used to play where you would stand on top of a pile of dirt or maybe rocks and your friends would try and push you off and capture the high ground.
I’ve got a pile of clothes and laundry waiting to go upstairs, but the male cat has taken to sleeping on it. His sister objects and jumps up. A few times she has chased him away, only for him to come back and recapture it! I was going to take a photo of him, but he jumped down so I’ve drawn a cat on it. It does remind me of the game we used to play.
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Black cat
Black cat,
staring eyes
Making spells
Flying high.
Chase the moon,
Race the sky.
Jumping down
To the street.
Chasing mice,
Nice to eat?
Having fun,
Being quick
Oh so neat.
Cat familiar,
Friend of mine.
Making magic
Oh so fine…
