Sunday, June 6, 2010

Elmo balances in trees, rock and gateways.





Up the hill. Clouds lowered, dark sky bruises. The green lane to the high hill top was a tunnel of flowers and trees.





And at the top the clouds came down from the sky to walk with us.





She thought that we should go back so we turned to walk through the fields and long grass and I did balancing on water dripping gates that sang rain songs.





The grass was long and the green made out ginger fur shine like the sun and the water pulled our coats to dark points. Clover flowers waited for sunshine and bees.

 

11 comments:

Angie said...

What a wonderful life you have ...such freedom ... such fun

chinecats said...

Great photos of a lovely time!

Emerald Window said...

What a wonderful day for ginger cats.

ChrisJ said...

You are such a talented writer. 'Bruising clouds" -- that's what I was trying to create in my painting of Woodley Canal

Sheelagh said...

I think Elmo is a reincarnation of Burt Lancaster from the film "Trapeze". Such a clever acrobat.

Lovely countryside Jackie. So sorry to hear of the badger cull in West Wales.

Life of Cattoo said...

Amazing photos, love them :-)

Jane said...

If it's not too personal, Elmo, may I say what a beautifully voluptuous rear end you have! And you all shine against the green!

dragonqueen said...

I have a confession to make... I stole the green tunnel picture and use it as background at one of my work computers. *blushes*

I hope your Feline Highnesses will accept this unauthorised use of your beauty.

Pleas don't tell the Lair Cats - I'm not sure they will understand.

Ann said...

So good to see you all out adventuring once more-striking photos-but the, you are striking subjects.

JC said...

I love your photos.

Carolynn said...

I love your whimsical, travel logs. So fun & playful.