Quiet times

The weather cat still plays games. Yesterday it was sunshine beautiful, but on the edges of the sky great castle clouds loomed and threatened the whole day. Evening sky full of bats, the night full of rain. The path to the hill has grown to almost a tunnel of grass and flowers with the sun and the rain. Green, shaded.




On top of the hill the earth was baked and the sun so hot it made us pant.




So we sat down, looked at the view. It was bleached by sunshine. We looked like wildcats on a distant rock.