Sunday, 20 March 2011
Trapped in a house
Sitting on the steps in the sun the Scottish wind is never ending, always there ready to blow my long light hair into a birds nest. When it dies down for a moment though, it is easy to get lost in that tiny moment of such warmth and calm. It is bliss and I miss that feeling, the healing feeling of sunshine.
Suki, one of my cat friends lay next to me for a while, belly hanging out, stretching in comfort as she closed her eyes to enjoy the warmth.
All over after but one minute when the wind rushes in again loudly and Suki jumps up faster than an eye's blink to chase a little brown twig that had been caught up in a gust! THUMP! Skillfully caught it's back inside to put our feet up! x
Posted by Circus Girl (Zoë) at 1:59 pm