The Land of Melting Shadows

There once was a land, no further away than your imagination. A Land where the Trees’ whispers can be heard on the wind. And the squirrels chitter and chatter as they scamper to and fro amongst the branches - playing their endless game of tag.

A Land where the Brooks babble endlessly amid fern covered banks. Fish and Tadpoles play a game of Leapfrog in the clear, cool water and Turtles sunbathe nearby.

A Land where the tall Grasses sway in the breeze as if dancing to a distant tune. Wild flowers wave their petals at the busy Bees who fly by; Beckoning to them. Enticing them.

A Land where the Deer graze peacefully in the lush, green valleys. A Land where the Birds and the Faeries gather in the bushes of an evening to share the day's gossip. And the Frog serenade, with Cricket accompaniment, continues well into the night.

A Land where the morning sun melts the night into the shadows of the day. And at sunset the shadows melt into night. But there are times when the shadows melt into things best left to one’s imagination.

A Land of Melting Shadows.

Monday, May 2, 2011

Cat Tales ~ Me's Mad

Mes not happy. The weather has been wet, wet, wet. The water keeps falling from the sky and Me don't have no sun puddles to sleep in. All this water makes Me fur fuzz.

And Mommy is not here to make it all better. Mommy has been gone a long time and Me misses her! Daddy's lap is not soft and comfy like Mommy's lap. Daddy says Mommy will be back soon but Me saw Daddy drive away with Mommy. Me hopes Daddy didn't take Mommy on a "One Way Car Ride" (that's how Squeaky and Sylvester - theys two Kitties that yous hasn't met yet - came to live here).