Walking in the morning and the air was dotted on high with singing larks.
On the way home, up a tree, a bright ball of flame in the tangled twigs.
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The Three
- The Ginger Darlings
- St Davids, Pembrokeshire, Wales
- When first we started there were four of us, all ginger, and Max. Time has passed. The ginger pride are ghost cats, appart from Elmo. Now the house holds Max, oldest, tabby farm cat, dark, usually found sleeping on a cushion, Elmo, last of the Gingers, beautiful handsome and wonderful who still walks to the high hill top. And now there is Baggage and Bundle, silver mischief in sharp clawed kitten form. The adventures continue.
Signed books
Signed copies of Her books are available from Solva Woollen Mill
The House of Golden Dreams
We are gallery cats! A gallery of Her work, for sale, paintings, drawings and prints
Books
Some written and all illustrated by Her
The book we have to sit on when She is trying to read is....
One of Her publishers
9 comments:
Oooooo at those world famous acrocats!
Be careful in those branches - even the cleverest ginger cat can slip unexpectedly ( especially when divebombed by an angry blackbird) as my Ginger Miu would assuredly tell you.
lovely ginger adventures
I love the scenery in that first picture!
You sure look gingery in those trees. I thought it was the sunset for a second.
Becareful climbing around up there!
TK
You look like a squirrel dear Maurice, but take care.
Love you all, ginger family.
I love the first photo too. Wonderful to know that skylarks are singing again!
I love to see you kitties up in the trees. Deb
beautiful acrocat =^.^=
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