Seagulls (three)

Posted in Daily Photo

“When the seagulls follow the trawler,
t is because they think
sardines will be thrown into the sea”
Eric Cantona

Seagulls

Fly, fly, fly away
So what?
I never intended to stay
Anyway

Seagulls (two)

Posted in Daily Photo

“When the seagulls follow the trawler,
t is because they think
sardines will be thrown into the sea”
Eric Cantona

Seagulls

Flying out
Out from frame
The frame too restrictive
The restrictive narrative
The narrative of this image
The image of blue
The blue with white
White as a seagull
A seagull in flight

Caturday (three)

Posted in Caturday

“The ideal of calm
exists in a sitting cat”
Jules Renard

Caturday

But when groomed and fed
And safely resting in bed
I am a cute little kitty
Without any hissy fitty

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continued in part four

Caturday (two)

Posted in Caturday

“The ideal of calm
exists in a sitting cat”
Jules Renard

Caturday

My furry stripes
I am wearing proud
Sometimes picking a fight
‘Cause I like being loud

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continued in part three

Caturday (one)

Posted in Caturday

“The ideal of calm
exists in a sitting cat”
Jules Renard

Caturday

I am a tiger cat
Hear me roar!

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continued in part two

Caturday (four)

Posted in Caturday

“The ideal of calm
exists in a sitting cat”
Jules Renard

Caturday

I am a soft kitty
Hear me purr

4

Happy Cats (two)

Posted in Caturday

“Time spent with cats
is never wasted”
Sigmund Freud

Happy Cats

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Soft kitty, warm kitty
Purring on my lap
Sleepy kitty, happy kitty
Why don’t I too take a nap…

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Happy Cats (three)

Posted in Caturday

“Time spent with cats
is never wasted”
Sigmund Freud

Happy Cats

316

My little ball of fur
Listening to you purr
Life is kind of a blur
But this is how I prefer

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Happy Cats (one)

Posted in Caturday

“Time spent with cats
is never wasted”
Sigmund Freud

 

Happy Cats

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Happy with my kitty
So I wrote this little ditty
Why don’t you sing along
To the tune of this familiar song…

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continued in part two

Swan (three)

Posted in Daily Photo

“The swan, like the soul of the poet,
By the dull world is ill understood”
Heinrich Heine

Swan

The black swan
Swimming at dawn
Her dark shadow
Contrast to snow