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Weekly Photo Challenge: Fray 2

Fray
verb (used with object)
1.to wear (cloth, rope, etc.) to loose, ravelled threads or fibres at the edge or end; cause to ravel out.

Haiku: Frayed

Weeds and wildflowers
Tattered floral art from start
To seed head finish

Ant vs Caterpillar

Weekly Photo Challenge: Fray 1

Fray
noun
1.a fight, battle, or skirmish.
Synonyms: altercation, combat, war, clash, encounter, set-to.

Ant vs Cinnabar Moth Caterpillar at Llanymynech Quarry in Wales!

A territorial fray. Who won you ask?

Rescued!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The referee (Heather) decided there was foul play and flicked the ant off the stem!

Powis Castle

Wordless Wednesday: Powis Castle

Blue Butterfly

Blue Monday: Blue Butterfly

I love finding these pretty blue butterflies out among the wildflowers and grasses. They can be incredibly hard to spot, despite that amazing flash of blue, as this precious little creature is only about 1cm tall with its’ wings closed!

Silent Sunday

Lunchtime

Silent Sunday

Australian Pink Floyd

Weekly Photo Challenge: Silhouette

This photo immediately came to mind for the theme Silhouette. This is one of my earlier forays into music photography, taken in 2008 at GuliFest, of the tribute band The Australian Pink Floyd Show. What a gig!

Peek-a-Boo

Wordless Wednesday: Peek-a-Boo

Horizons

Travel Theme: Horizons

A place, a landscape, a picture has many different tales to tell! I love the view from Kamari Beach, in Kos, across the Bay of Kefalos to the volcanic island, Nisyros. It’s a magical sight upon the horizon filled with myth and mystery. A view that has inspired this poem.

Upon The Horizon

The sun sets unseen
Dipping the eastern horizon
Into hues born of inks and oil
A short-lived canvas
A new artwork each night
Painted fresh before
The viewers’ eyes
Hear the ancient myths
Cry softly from the mist
Where upon the boundary
Of sea and sky
Rests the rock
Once hurled tumultuously
By the hand of Poseidon
To fell foul giants
That grumble still
Beneath the mountain
Spitting fury through
Volcanic vents and fumaroles
Tread softly lest
They awaken and arise
Wreathed in flame
And sulphurous smoke
The old gods watch
Through cats eyes
Sentinels of the streets
Wise and whiskered they wait
For the tremors of discontent
To raise alarm and call
Upon their ancient cohorts
Willing the master of waters
To rise with the waves
And rain down upon
The giant’s wrath
To quench his thirsts
For revenge and ruin
But not tonight for
All is calm and quiet
As night descends
Leaving naught but
Shadows and stars
At the very limit
Of our vision

Look This Way

Monochrome Madness: Look This Way

For Monochrome Madness Week 24, I delved into my files from our holidays in Greece. These two cats were living in Nikea on the volcanic island, Nisyros, which we love visiting by ferry when we’re in Kos. They made me laugh, almost seeming to be on watch duty!

Leanne Cole creates a gallery in her weekly post to share all our entries and I always enjoy reading everyone’s comments. Cybele from “There was a time” had us all laughing with her perfect quote from T.S. Eliot’s book Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats on The Naming of Cats:

When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
The reason, I tell you, is always the same:
His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation.

I have to say that of all the cats that I’ve met, Greek Cats are the most Jellicle a cat could be! I wouldn’t be at all surprised if they had secret names in Ancient Greek, Roman and High Egyptian too ;-) I often define the cats I meet by one or other of Elliot’s great poems.  My old cat Pan was a mysterious Macavity type, always up to something but never getting caught out! Pixel was the magical Mr Mistoffelees incarnate! Luna and Juno are very much like two of the kittens, perhaps Electra and Etcetera :-) This Greek pair instantly made me think of Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer:

Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer had a wonderful way of working together.
And some of the time you would say it was luck
And some of the time you would say it was weather.
They would go through the house like a hurricane,
And no sober person could take his oath
Was it Mungojerrie – or Rumpleteazer?
Or could you have sworn that it mightn’t be both?

I’ve known a few Jellicle cats over the years and every now again I meet a Bagpuss, although they are more usually found in quintessential English cottages, curled up in front of a roaring fire, purring with contentment! I knew one called Mr Bigglesworth, a big ginger tom who loved a walk with the dog, a ride in the car (not in a basket) and when he was poorly, still managed to purr at the vet whilst having his blood taken!

That Bagpuss reference is especially for fellow blogger Laura Macky, who’s recovering from surgery at the moment. Wishing you a speedy recovery Laura and I hope this post gives you a giggle!

Blue Monday: Hydrangea

Blue Hydrangea

Blue Monday: Hydrangea

I photographed this beautifully toned blue hydrangea at one of our favourite tavernas in Kefalos whilst on our holiday there this year. It’s an almost perfect Greek Blue and was such a bright delight to sit by whilst sipping a cold drink and enjoying the views.

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