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I sat and watched the sky, there was an interesting looking cloud, but it was too bright to see initially because if the low sun. Then after a few minutes the cloud gradually crept over the sun. We needed to rest as we were on our walk around our local hill. Sitting on the bench I could feel a cold breeze ruffling my hair and I pulled my coat a bit closer. Apparently a storm is due tomorrow so the gusts of wind might be the beginning of it.
Sitting on the chair
He doesn’t have a care…
The cat stares
Not on the stairs
His little paws
And gentle claws.
Perched on the edge
He finds a ledge
To sit on
If he can fit on…
Posing
As he’s reposing.
Cat
Not fat
Sat!
Poised
The cat sat on the textured mat
A filter changed its shape
It’s spikey and crinkly
Coloured and wrinkly
But the cat is relaxed
Not very fat
Contented on the mat.
Today I feel like I’m drifting..
Things to do?
Yes, but I’m thinking
Ignoring the world
I’m just sitting
Down and just
Contemplating
Mulling over what to do
But I’m only prevaricating…
Have I got a clue
About future creating?
I don’t know what to do…
And I keep cogitating..
I have a thesaurus for a brain
My brain needs retraining!
Humid but no rain sadly. The air is sticky with moisture. The storms we have been promised haven’t materialised. We got out and walked round Trentham lake because our neighbours are doing building work and digging up the land next to our garden. This was despite my back hurting as I got in the car. But I think the walk has helped. We managed to get round slowly and the breeze off the lake has helped. It’s still humid but I do feel better.
Cat sat….
On the mat,
In the tree,
On the ground,
By a bush,
Under a leaf,
By a chair,
On the table,
In the washing machine??
On my lap, purr….
On my laptop!
On a silk blouse,
In the car?!
In a box,
In the shed,
Cat sits wherever it wants!
Sweet and cheeky
She sits atop her post
Paws and claws
Sitting watching
The birds outside
Feed on the feeders
On the fence.
She stays inside
And is the queen
Of all she
Surveys.
Probably soapstone. This little carved angel came from a craft fair a year ago. She sat with an open book, made of clay, sitting on her hands. Now that’s disappeared so she has a small heart made of glass, balanced there instead.
Is she something that requires a votive offering? An indulgence? No, she is just there. Pretty rather than profound. I don’t really know why I bought her, but she feels friendly….
It sits on the slim bookcase that holds the land line. The bookcase that holds nail varnish and glasses cases as well as other things. Not the tidiest house….
Brother and sister
I love them, my boy cat (back) and girl cat (front).
I adjusted this photo to black and white because there were too many colours and I thought it would be better with a filter to make the image more coherent. These are both small cats, the girl has a smaller head but a bigger body (she likes her nosh), boy is a healthy weight, not too big. Both are happy and are learning to integrate with the boy cat from outside, even though he’s bigger than both of them, they boss him!
That ppaw came out and touched my arm! He’s purring, eyes closed and allowing me to stroke him. Ideally I’d like to get him down the vets to check him over, but I don’t think he’d play and he’s a much bigger cat then my boy and girl… At least he should be safe over winter….
Mallaband-Brown