It had been quiet in the studio for a while so I was sent up to see what it was that She was doing. Up on the roof, scritch scratch at the window then push push and in! And She was painting a black bird flying. Raven.
Later we pulled Her out from the house and up the lane in the early evening light. Foxgloves towered and hummed with promiscuous bees.
On the hillside the sun painted dark green shadowcats to walk beside us. There were ravens here too and shadow ravens so we could not count how many flew and how many were deeper black shadow birds.
Choughs also called from the high rock. Clown birds with their red beaks and fingertip wings. Through the long grass the little people of the air moved, more numerous than the hairs in a cats coat.
Now it begins to fall into twilight again. Time to watch the colour melt from the day. And the last colours to fade are always the deep pink of the campion flowers and the firebright ginger of our fur.
6 comments:
Your Ginger Darlings remind me so much of the Siamese cats I used to have. They used to open doors by swinging on the handles and they came for walks too! If only everyone appreciated Life the way you do the world would be a happier place.
Christine
It's simply amazing that you have trained them to walk like that ...
I'm thrilled every time I see that you have posted ...
"promiscuous bees"....love it.....
She didn't train us to walk. We trained Her. Before we walked with Her Arthur would go. So ever since we were tiny kittens we would follow, to be sure She was safe and got into no trouble. She still tries to hurry. No time, She says, I need to get on with work She says. And we say, slow down.
The raven is absolutely beautiful! And what a cheeky little kitty coming in through the velux! I expect you get footprints across your paper?!x
The kitty coming out of the window is ADORABLE1 what a great blog, thanks for sharing.
Madi and Abi
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