A Different Green: Today they were helping with the photography...only not.

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Today they were helping with the photography...only not.

Helpful cats are helpful. (Emily's been sleeping in there daily. For weeks. The cat hair doesn't bear thinking about.)

(Also note the mess. That's been handled, at least. The cats, not so much.)

A photography light box, not very useful at the moment as it's currently full of cats and junk.

Note the cranktastic ears. Also the thoroughness with which she's embedded herself into the cables. I'm not even sure how she did that. (Or how she got out afterwards without bringing it all with her.)

A closeup of Miss Emily, a brown tabbycat, lying at her ease in a tangle of cables. Apparently she likes it that way.

YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE THE FLASHY THING. IN MY FACE. MOM. THIS IS UNCOOL.

Chocolate, a dark-brown cat, is unamused by the camera flash.

Bless em. (or is that 'bless their hearts'?)

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Voices at the Door

I sit beside the fire and think
of all that I have seen,
of meadow-flowers and butterflies
in summers that have been;
Of yellow leaves and gossamer
in autumns that there were,
with morning mist and silver sun
and wind upon my hair.
I sit beside the fire and think
of how the world will be
when winter comes without a spring
that I shall ever see.
For still there are so many things
that I have never seen:
in every wood in every spring
there is a different green.
I sit beside the fire and think
of people long ago,
and people who will see a world
that I shall never know.
But all the while I sit and think
of times there were before
I listen for returning feet
and voices at the door.
-- J.R.R. Tolkien
The Fellowship of the Ring