We Three, Ginger cats tales

Telling tales, of walking in wild places, of painting, of sleeping in warm places and of mice and other things....

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Thursday, August 21, 2008

The land of badgers

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Early twilight walking, we go to see if the badgers are about yet. Here the world is so overgrown with green that the badgers have made tunn...
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Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Twilight walking

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Across the farm and up to the green lane and Kiffer came too. It was late and the light was falling out of the day and stars were beginning ...
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Friday, February 15, 2008

Maurice and the small striped bear of Britain

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After days of blue sky we all woke this morning to a sky the colour and texture of the inside of an oyster shell, a pearly day, still, calm ...
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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.
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