Sswish, sswash
a cat in controlled fury:
cold green eyes, unblinking
tail in precise motion,
she bides her time
waiting, watching –
swish swash.
a cat in controlled fury:
cold green eyes, unblinking
tail in precise motion,
she bides her time
waiting, watching –
swish swash.
It is one more recurring theme in my dreams – where I climb down rock faces, dangerous rock formations natural or man-made, gripping the rock with my finger tips, sometimes gaining foot hold, sometimes swinging by my hand holds. Much braver than reality, for in reality I have never climbed rocks. The only climbing I’ve…
there was no water in the house this morning. empty tank, some problem with the new fangled (old mangled??) hydro pneumatic pumping system. “so what”, i say to myself, “i shall convert this setback into an opportunity and go swim in the gym!” i set out earlier than usual, in a crumpled wrap-around skirt and…
SB is very good at badminton – for the amateur level we play at, he is one of the best in our group, if not the best. And today I beat him 26 – 24. You know how much of a historic (histrionic?) moment it is for me to be so thrilled and blog about…
The dragon breathes…his breath comes out in a white mistthat spreads low across Kasterleepark…and makes a criss-cross patternof icy rime on the glass outside.
The other evening riding on my bicycle, I had a race with a big bad bus – and won! Okay, the bus driver didn’t know we were having a race. And he was just crawling along the side of the road as if looking for a good spot to park… but still. I sneakily raced…