I have often seen this cat in an upstairs window but by the time I have produced my camera, it has moved away. This time I am lucky.
From our bedroom window you can see a street lamp. Today I notice that ivy has climbed almost half way up the standard towards the bulb container. There is something apocalyptic about the thought of a street lamp completely enshrouded in ivy.
As we sit for a few minutes in Calverley Park I watch a basket ball rising in the air and falling into a basket above some shrubs. It seems to be propelled by invisible hands belonging to invisible people.
3 comments:
great image - I can see the cat's eyes are two different colors, always a favorite physical characteristic for me.
Love the white cat watching you.....
Good to hear from you, Crow. The cat was on the other side of the glass, hence its rather misty appearance.
CC Thought you would like the cat. Cats are so neat. You seldom find one in an ungainly pose. It's hard to resist photographing them even though they are so over-photogrpahed.
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