Adventures, adventures... I enjoy taking pictures. I did it as part of my job back
during my teaching days...used to photograph ancient ruins in Europe. Now I travel a lot
in my convention-going, and take photos at home...and here is the result. Click on the pictures to see them larger.
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Ysabel came like a ray of four-footed sunshine into a rough and stormy month. She's a lynx point Siamese, with a mouth, but with very fine manners [for a kitten]. Her cattery is Sapphire Eyes, and there's a bit of a story behind the registry, which is the Traditional Cat Association. Certain breeders who like the more traditional forms of certain breeds which have undergone considerable change in breed standard have banded together to form the TCA. So if you like the slightly longer-nosed Persians and the apple-headed Siamese you might consider the TCA |
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Ysabel
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Then there's The Black Prince, Efanor, heir to Elrond the Magnificent. This is Efanor thinking of a yawn. A moment later, he did. |
Efanor |
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Cats help with photography, too. One of those perfect moments with the lake mostly frozen and the sun on the horizon. If I'd delayed to open the screen door, the cats would have escaped and I'd never have gotten my picture. |
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Waterfowl share my life. We have pet names for many of them, and know many of the rest individually, the egret that fishes off the slip, the blue heron that comes by, the pair of Canadas that nest on the small island. We don't feed them too much, because they get too prosperous to fly. They're no fools, however: they don't let that last little circle of the lake freeze. They all cluster there and keep swimming, taking turns all night long. And don't feel sorry for them...if the weather gets too bad, people do feed them. |
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In case you wondered. I've got to get some current photos. |
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