Showing posts with label ginger things. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ginger things. Show all posts

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Guests



It is not just because Daf is a catcher of fishes that we, the ginger-clan love him. (Even Maurice sits on Daf and allows him to stroke him!) It is not because Daf has a beard that is the same colour as our fine fur. It is just because. So this afternoon we let him sit by our fire.



Sunday, May 17, 2009

Ginger, green and more ginger.



We walked up the hill to where the bluebells make the ground shine with blue haze and the air smell beautiful, but the wind was strong and it started to rain. Kind Robin picked me up to shelter me inside his strange coat which is not of fur, but I wanted to walk, so said thank you but no, I would walk in the rain as I walk in the sun.




There were long horned ginger cows by the old village with great horned heads, and I would like some horns like that so I could be the great-horned-ginger-cat of the hills.






Thursday, August 28, 2008

One cat's week



This week I have been dreaming cat dreams to make into a necklace for Her for Her birthday and trying to find some sunshine. It seems as if the world is wrapped in damp cotton wool. It is cold and it whispers of autumn when it should be summer.



Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Curiosity 2



At first we thought it was a chain of fire dragon eggs, but on closer inspection




we could see that it was




the dreams of ginger cats, caught in sunlight, made into beads.




Some dark dreams, some warm and happy dreams, all caught together in a beautiful necklace, all waiting to be dreamt again.

Friday, July 18, 2008

Black gingers and other kittens

At St Elvis Farm near Solva, where we three ginger cats were born, our sister, Charlie cat, who is so very small, has had kittens. She went to get photos and found Elmo's sister, a rare black ginger, with pointy lynx ears just like ours, waiting on the roof, watching.




In the house the kitten lady held the smallest tortoiseshell ginger, and Hannah cuddled Charlie and told her what a clever cat she is and all about us.







And they saw the other kitten too, with the bright blue eyes, who was found in a tractor by the farmer.