I’ve always been interested in the small things. The big things can look after themselves, – they have their time in the spotlight – and then, in no time at all, they just fade away. It’s the little, odd things which grab my attention – like this butter yellow cat who is keeping an eye on you as you read … there he is …you might wonder where he came from – I’ll explain.
He comes from a line of painted stones which circles our lake.
There will be other small things, happenstances, as this blog proceeds. Come with me on the journey
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