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February 10, 2014

Sheila the Pig carrying her Bowl

I had just taken this shot of Queenie Wineti standing knee deep in snow enjoying the sun when I was almost run down by Sheila carrying her lunch inside. We were on a pause, Sheila was standing in the snow eating her medicine mixed with shredded apples and carrots. I was standing in the doorway…

February 9, 2014

Meadow in the Snow

Yesterday was a snowy day but a very calm one. We seem to be drifting down into a sentient state, exacerbated by the inability to move about freely, where everything is felt and only just heard, like a song sung by an unnamed stranger far off down the road, its message just out of reach,…

February 8, 2014

you did not believe me?

Here, in my unheated bedroom. ICE on the inside of the double glazed windows. Makes me feel right at home. I have never lived in a house with heated bedrooms anyway. Now whenever you see those silly christmas decorations with the sprayed-on ice around the glass, you can say. I don’t think you really want…

February 7, 2014

The Kat.

Scrapper can look cute too.. sometimes. Snow looks cute, sometimes, not when Man Meets Snow though. Then snow loses its lovely smooth forms and is knocked into shape, just not a shape I like. Yesterday was very cold, after the weather had got over its problems at dawn it rose to just above 0F. So…

February 6, 2014

No shortage of Wild Things on the Farmy

“Oh please don’t go. We’ll eat you up … We love you so.” And Max said “NO.” from Where the Wild Things Are by Maurice Sendak one of my favourite children’s books of all time. I never saw the movie, I loved the book that much. I have read it to children so many times…

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