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....

Monday, October 29, 2007

Fireside tails

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After a lovely walk to see the seals, cat fur glowing ginger on the cliff path, there is nothing better than to curl in the prime position, ...
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Sunday, October 28, 2007

Coversations on a cliff top.

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Late seals

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Late seals are still coming to pup on the pebble beach. Two or three small pups sing songs that raise the hair on the back of the neck. Plai...
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Friday, October 26, 2007

Soft light and the weight of birds.

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Today the day dawned to a soft gray sky, an even light all around and the sea the colour of a herring gull's wing, slate. Last night the...
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Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Bliss and blue sky.

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Waiting for paint to dry. How we love these days where the sun melts the frost crystals to pearl beads on the winter grass. Climbing and bal...
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Jigsaw sky.

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Watching the world come to light. The sky moves from velvet dark to pale to blue and clouds catch the sun like rose petals. The night drops ...
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Sunday, October 21, 2007

Night, the moon and the neighbour's cat.

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It is night again and a thin sheen of cloud covers the stars and the moon shines silver through this subtle veil. Last week all of the house...
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Enough ginger

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This coat, with its fur and stripes and spots, is the perfect compliment for my rich, dark tabby fur.
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Friday, October 19, 2007

The first fire of winter.

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The cloak of the night, adorned with stars, spreads across the cold and sleeping earth. The bright half moon is caught in the bone branches ...
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Feeding the birds

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I sit like the bright sun in the dark thorn trees. Today I am helping to feed the birds, to fill the birdfeeders. Then the birds will think ...
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Thursday, October 18, 2007

Collective nouns.

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A murder of crows, A cast of hawks, A charm of finches, A fleet of ships, A pride of lions, A leap of leopards, A parliament of owls, A rhym...
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Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Bright Autumn Ginger

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Walking in sunshine through autumn bracken, we blend with the landscape. And we walk together, tails twisting and crossing, as overhead bird...
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Reflecting for a while.

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Whilst Martha and Pixie enjoy yoga in the garden Elmo is more inclined toward pilates. Now, stretch and curl, stretch and curl.
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Tuesday, October 9, 2007

It is night,

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and the world is a dark place. No moon tonight, yet, and the night so dark we cannot see a paw or a whisker in front of our noses. A rich da...
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Seal pups and signposts

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Today we walked with a publisher lady, over the hill and down to the seals. And the day was a gray day, but the sea stretched out blue-gray ...
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This is my dog

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I love my dog and my dog, she loves me.
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Desktop

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Radcliffe, Allie and Luna and Ozzie tagged us for a desktop meme, and we thank them. But we had not enough paws between us to press all the ...
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Thursday, October 4, 2007

Blue moon.

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The most beautiful way to watch time pass is to follow the shadow of the moon. Last night the moon was missing from the sky and only starlig...
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Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Leopard coat.

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The sky cried all day and the birds flew to the bird feeder and gathered chattering in the thorn trees around the house. Bright sparrows, bl...
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Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Homer and the night.

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It is the darkest of velvet nights tonight. All the light from the stars is shut away by a blanket of cloud. The air holds moisture and ligh...
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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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