I packed for a trip last night, and see what happened. Dogs know what’s up when you start packing a suitcase.
Laundry day. It was so freezing cold outside and in parts of the house that while I was folding I wrapped myself in a towel straight from the dryer. Deliciously warm. Isn’t that the place to curl up?
It’s been a very hard week, and Bertie is exhausted.
From my childhood I remember “The animal fair” by Alice and Martin Provensen. Beautiful illustrations, cute stories and rhymes. One my favourites questioned stereotypes.
“…And though the owl is known as wise,
he’s never won a spelling prize.”
So who really knows? Bertie doesn’t.
How do I know it’s a witch?
See the flaming cat on the broomstick? Only witches have cats like that. Bertie could have told you that. Speaking of which. Why do curled up dogs and cats always look so cozy and warm?
Just can’t bring myself to close the flame painter.
Lazy sunday. I spent all day playing with my new app, the Flame painter. Wow. This is art. Not the results, but the pure joy of playing with colours. I encourage everyone to try the free online version. Peter Blaškovič other simulations are also worth a look.
The male circles, showing off his magnificent fire-tail to impress the female above. If she descends, he’s in with a chance. Rarely seen, phoenixes in mating plumage are thought to bring luck, and the male display seen from below is probably the origin of the “angel” myth and shape.