Sparkle, shine, glitter
I was playing with one of my phone picture editing apps and came across something that pixelates in dots not squares.
I turned it into a black and white image, then added colours with a flood fill option in another app.
I did more to it by using my phone editing suite. I went to the curves section which allows you to adjust the colours and brightness and adjusted it to make it more interesting.
I’ve ended up with a dotty abstract.
It’s late, I’m tired, but sometimes you just have to mess about with paints.
I’m not sure where this is going. I just wanted to play with strong contrast. I am not sure if I will keep it or over paint it.
Two years ago we had four tiny kittens, only a few weeks old, eyes barely open.
So cute…. a few weeks later they were climbing the curtains and up the wood chip wallpaper in the front bedroom. Sneaking downstairs (they were born in the front bedroom). Climbing up inside my trouser legs (ouch). Playing with string, cat toys, a plastic ball with bells in. As their teeth grew they enjoyed charing each other and nipping and pawing waving tails.
The joy of kittens. Unfortunately they grow into full size cats…. But all four went to good homes. Two boys to one home, two girls to another house. All of them are happy and healthy.
I sometimes think yoga should be a cat thing, they seem to be able to move so flexibly, instead of the downward dog you would have the crouching cat. Or the rear leg stretch.
I don’t know about a cat litter squat though!
But that thing when they fall and flip over so they land on all four feet is amazing!
When they run at fast speeds around the room they can leap and turn like lightening. I would take a photo but they move to fast, paws up, back bent into incredible curves.
Jumping and flipping over, landing on their backs with a fierce growl or a gentle purr…..
Ow my legs! Our female cat loves sharpening her claws on my legs, she sticks her claws in my trousers and then arches her back and pulls down. Sometimes she gets flesh too. I found blood trickling down my leg earlier on today. I love her to pieces but as soon as I realise she’s doing it I have to brush her away.
She rushes round and plays all the time. She fights with our boy cat but only in play, she puts a paw on his head or he puts a paw on hers and then she pushes him away with her back legs. One thing neither if them do is the strong fast kicking movement so neither of them get hurt. And they only nip each other, there is no going for the scruff of their necks. Basically it’s like slow motion wrestling followed by fast chasing.
Berador, wind wraith, fourth brother of the Vars. The clan of the elements.
Brother to Shenth, Earth wraith, Strunt, fire wraith and Flonda, water wraith.
Berador had been seperated from his brothers in the War of Merenda. He was now lost in the great forest where his breath beat against the leaves and branches, tearing at them, and yet he could not escape.
It had been three months since the war ended and they had left him here thinking him dead. But the breeze in him still trembled the trees and sparse grasses. He knew Autumn was coming, then he would have a chance.
As the season turned the Forest grew orange and golden and mauve in the cooling air. Now Berador could push his breath against the leaves and they started to fall, curling and flying away. They fell in drifts on the ground that he struggled through. But he could see his way now. Beyond the edges of the trees lay their old haunt, Skreelt Castle.
In days he would be home, in days his brothers would celebrate his return. His breath would sustain him until his homecoming. He knew it would not be long now.
I wrote this poem in response to the prompt “light”. I am not sure how to do ping backs so I will put a link of it on Megha’s page. I am not sure if I’m doing it right. Anyway here is the poem:
Photons, floating through space
At breakneck speed.
The tiniest seed…
Particles or waves
Does anyone know?
It took scientists like Einstein
To try and show
That light is a constant
But only in space
In air it actually
Slows its pace
It pings and zings
It refracts and glows
Insubstantial as mist.
Light is strengthened
and made to Lase
A coherent beam
That can burn and amaze
Light is part of the greatest equation
E=MC2 bright burst