The clouds have stolen summer away. On top of the hill you can see where they are taking bites at the land. Everything is beaded with drops of bright water.
We found a place where the birds grow. There are feathers in the grass. In a few days, if we go back by the same path, through the long grass tunnel of the badger track, maybe it will have grown more. She collected some feathers, maybe to make wings.
The path was steep and the clouds rolled back and the sea was the colour of slate.
Elmo got stuck, balanced between posts with only sharp wire beneath.
On the way back it started to rain and so we hurried home to the cosy chair in the kitchen and curled up together and Elmo dreamed of falling. But first we licked the rain water from each others coats.
8 comments:
Oh, ELMO! Be very careful. I am glad you got back safely. The place where birds grow looks very interesting.
You're making wings!
Oh man! I want some too! I want to be able to fwy up to the shelf where mine Mummy keeps mine stinky goodness!
Oh my goodness! I have missed popping over here the last couple of days. But I have had my fix now, so feel much better!!
What Elmo is actually doing here is making a "human bridge" (Er, should that not be Feline Bridge? Ed.) over the barbed wire. In the next photo, which sadly didn't come out, you can see a troop of crows marching in single file across Elmo's spine. Remarkably selfless for a cat? Hardly. At the other end, you see, his mouth is open.
I like the 2nd last photo. Its beautiful. You don't have to worry about cats, they have the most amazing balance!
That is very interesting to find out where birds come from. Elmo is also a very stealthy cat as he moves from post to post.
We haven't been over here in a while due to BabyBean, but OH we've missed seeing your stunning pictures!
Just found your blog.
I am currently 'catless' so I shall wallow in the ginger loveliness that is your blog:)
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