Cats on a Hot Tin Roof

. . . well, not really hot the tin roof is,
but Mittens and Momoare enjoying this and that sunbath
in this unusual mild winter.

Chimneys

Blowing in(to) the wind.

Sharkwater

Monochrome Monday

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Nectarious Night

And I'll dance with you in Vienna
I'll be wearing a river's disguise
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder,
My mouth on the dew of your thighs . . .

Appatreetion

Be lion-mettled, proud, and take no care
Who chafes, who frets, or where conspires are.
Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be, until
Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill
shall come against him.

[Macbeth, Act IV, Scene 1 / Third Apparition]

The Bearable Lightness of Being

. . .

When the Heron was gone

My Walden . . . rippled.

Into the Treebyrinth

How optimistic . . .

Treebyrinth

In the Treebyrinth
easy to escape it is,
as Yoda would say.

Cloudigraphy

Cloudigraphy

White Shadows

White shadows

Molecular

Earth loosened by moles:
worth more than a moleskine,
and more than moleskins.