Florence Cat – a eulogy of sorts
Those who follow some of my other social media will know that Florence, our oldest cat, died two days ago at the grand old age of 17. I just wanted… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
Those who follow some of my other social media will know that Florence, our oldest cat, died two days ago at the grand old age of 17. I just wanted… Continue Reading
I was all set to go to bed at a sensible time last night, and then Jam the cat came into the house with something in her mouth. She’s never… Continue Reading
I wasn’t supposed to wake up until 07:30, but woke at 06:30 and felt wide awake, so I got up and had plenty of time to (sort of) prep my… Continue Reading
Last night, I went to bed thinking about Aggie and how things might progress from yesterday’s chapter. Interestingly enough, although I have, in the past, dreamed whole long chapters of… Continue Reading
The cat is drinking water out of paint can lids again. Yesterday’s rain is fresher than indoor water. She Has always done this, prefers a dirty puddle to A clean… Continue Reading
Who do you see when you look in the mirror? What do you see? What do you think? Whenever I consciously confront myself in the mirror, when I’m not shaving… Continue Reading
She is startled by reflectionsHer one eye doesn’t understand,By the light travelling along the wall,The spectre of full sight eluding her. In the dark, she sees figmentsThat aren’t a part… Continue Reading