Go to Sleep, Darlings... “I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields It covers them snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, Go to Sleep, Darlings, till the summer comes again.” Lewis Carroll
Tuesday, December 31, 2019
Wednesday, December 25, 2019
Tuesday, December 17, 2019
"RESCUING CATS IS LIKE THE MAFIA ONCE YOU'RE IN THERE'S NO GETTING OUT"
PICTURE BY? PLEASE CONTACT ME TO GIVE CREDIT.
"RESCUING CATS IS LIKE THE MAFIA ONCE YOU'RE IN THERE'S NO GETTING OUT."
PATCHES (WHITE FEMALE) AND LUTHER
BROTHER AND SISTER RESCUE KITTENS
Remember the 2 little kittens, Patches and Luther who dropped in for something to eat on November 17th / 2019 and then disappeared? Well, early this morning around 1:30 a.m. I was woken up hearing my daughter calling out to my husband in the basement to pull the string and when I looked out the window I saw the door of the cat house drop down and the mom bolting out leaving the 2 kittens inside the house, my daughter telling my husband they successfully caught the two kittens; exactly a month since I had contacted "Furry Tales Rescue" in Smith Falls and Barn Buddies to take in the family.
BULLITT
Last week we caught another kitten, a black one who we named "Bullitt" early in the morning before bringing him to "Spencerville TNR". We never really knew their sex but we were lucky every time to name them accordingly, of course, once they go to their forever home that might change which is ok. I just hate not having a name to call them while they are here with us.
Anyway, this business of rescuing cats and kittens has been going on for some time now, over two years. We adopted two little ones, Bat and Maggie and got help with Bat from "Adopt A Cat Rescue" in North Gower. We brought in over ten cats and kittens to the Humane Society but now we thought we try placing them in a no-kill rescue.
This Christmas think of making a little Christmas gift to one of these rescues, it is very much needed. The cost to maintain such establishments runs in the thousands every month.🎄
Anyway, this business of rescuing cats and kittens has been going on for some time now, over two years. We adopted two little ones, Bat and Maggie and got help with Bat from "Adopt A Cat Rescue" in North Gower. We brought in over ten cats and kittens to the Humane Society but now we thought we try placing them in a no-kill rescue.
This Christmas think of making a little Christmas gift to one of these rescues, it is very much needed. The cost to maintain such establishments runs in the thousands every month.🎄
SPENCERVILLE TNR 🎁🎄
FURRY TALES RESCUE SMITH FALLS 🎁🎄
ADOPT A CAT RESCUE NORTH GOWER 🎁🎄
BARN BUDDIES OTTAWA 🎁🎄
Thank you, Cindy, of Spencerville TNR and Donna, of Furry Cat Rescue, Smith Falls), for helping us out. As far as we know we have the mom and dad left to catch and find them a good home. Merry Christmas and so happy we came together to save the three little kittens from the cold.🎄🐱🐱🐱 🎄
p.s. I suppose being Italian I have somehow got caught in the Mafia... Cat Mafia that is ..."RESCUING CATS IS LIKE THE MAFIA ONCE YOU'RE IN THERE'S NO GETTING OUT."☺️
Tuesday, December 10, 2019
Christmas Teddy Bears 🎄🧸🧸🧸🎄
Christmas Teddy Bears 🎄🧸🧸🧸🎄
So, have you ever wondered how the Teddy Bear got its name? I always wondered if Theodore Roosevelt, 26th President of the United States had anything to do with the toy bear's name and of course, it turns out he did. I asked my husband and of course, he knew the story but I never knew. Here is the link to
A Short Story — “How The Teddy Bear Got Its Name”
A beautiful little story to read to a little one at Christmas time.
Who doesn't love a cute little Teddy Bear to sit somewhere in the house at Christmas time, if not all year through?
These two lovable Bearington Teddy Bears I bought today at Sally Ann in Kemptville and now join my little Angel Teddy Bear collection.
Monday, November 11, 2019
WITCHES' BROOM TREE WIP 🧹 OIL PAINTING
I love the trees!
I also love the illustrations and paintings of trees, particularly the ones done by 19th - century British artists.
The Witch Broom Tree in this painting was inspired by Emily Carr's gorgeous trees of British Columbia.
"In 1818 Constable exhibited a beautiful drawing of elm trees at the Royal Academy. It failed to sell and so it was still in Constable’s possession two decades later, when he added a note on the back to the effect that “This noble Elm … was blown down April 1835.” It was a portrait, in other words, of a particular tree, one whose fortunes he continued to follow, and whose eventual loss he lamented long after he’d moved away from the area." ~ Professor Christiana Payne
And like John Constable, I adore painting them. When I came upon a tree down the road from where I live that looked quite peculiar I took a few photos of the tree for future reference which would come in handy when I went to paint it. At the time I didn't know why the tree was afflicted with such unusual, odd-looking, broom-like distortions but after looking it up online I discovered it was disease trees get and not from witches : )
I suppose the namesake is because it reminds one of a spooky broom belonging to a witch. So I decided to paint the Witch Broom Tree in oil but it was my first time painting entirely in oil and I didn't realize just how long it takes for the painting to dry and cure. This painting is still very wet.
I added a couple of spiders and webs to the tree and eventually would like to add a black cat and create more depth to the scenery before it's complete. Hopefully, in the process, I wouldn't destroy it.
I love collecting their leaves, their seeds, the conks that I sometimes find on their trunks on my woodland walks and of course taking their photos.
I also love the illustrations and paintings of trees, particularly the ones done by 19th - century British artists.
The Witch Broom Tree in this painting was inspired by Emily Carr's gorgeous trees of British Columbia.
"In 1818 Constable exhibited a beautiful drawing of elm trees at the Royal Academy. It failed to sell and so it was still in Constable’s possession two decades later, when he added a note on the back to the effect that “This noble Elm … was blown down April 1835.” It was a portrait, in other words, of a particular tree, one whose fortunes he continued to follow, and whose eventual loss he lamented long after he’d moved away from the area." ~ Professor Christiana Payne
And like John Constable, I adore painting them. When I came upon a tree down the road from where I live that looked quite peculiar I took a few photos of the tree for future reference which would come in handy when I went to paint it. At the time I didn't know why the tree was afflicted with such unusual, odd-looking, broom-like distortions but after looking it up online I discovered it was disease trees get and not from witches : )
I suppose the namesake is because it reminds one of a spooky broom belonging to a witch. So I decided to paint the Witch Broom Tree in oil but it was my first time painting entirely in oil and I didn't realize just how long it takes for the painting to dry and cure. This painting is still very wet.
I added a couple of spiders and webs to the tree and eventually would like to add a black cat and create more depth to the scenery before it's complete. Hopefully, in the process, I wouldn't destroy it.
Thursday, November 7, 2019
Bewitching Moon ~ Patrizia Gattaceca 🌝
Bewitching Moon
I'm bewitched by the moon. Too often I fail in capturing photographs of the moon but this is one of the rare moments I caught the moon and its magic.
Bewitching Moon
Over the top of the mountains the moon
Rose unexpectedly
In the sky it drifted,
A bird, a fairy!
Blown out, round and sweet
Melon-like!
It danced in the sky
Impassioned
In the fragrant night,
Lighting every road,
Making my head swim,
My senses dazed.
Did I dream?
Did I really see you?
You fell into the well
Like the declining sun.
Moon, wink at me
Bright Moon, magic moon
The mirror of the loving girl,
Peep out at the balcony!
Patrizia Gattaceca
In the sky it drifted,
A bird, a fairy!
Blown out, round and sweet
Melon-like!
It danced in the sky
Impassioned
In the fragrant night,
Lighting every road,
Making my head swim,
My senses dazed.
Did I dream?
Did I really see you?
You fell into the well
Like the declining sun.
Moon, wink at me
Bright Moon, magic moon
The mirror of the loving girl,
Peep out at the balcony!
Patrizia Gattaceca
Monday, November 4, 2019
Dead People's Stuff , Psychometry and a New Painting "Mom & Me on Halloween "🎃🐱🐱🎃
I love hunting for treasures and coming home with a souvenir someone long ago had loved. Something old just makes a home I think. I have always believed these tokens of the heart I find on my vintage hunts hold hidden secrets and sometimes I get a picture of its old keeper especially if I bring home a group of collectibles most likely that came from the same household. I think it is easy to establish an image of the old spirit and get some inkling to their unique character.
"Psychometry is the art of holding an object and identifying what information you receive from that object. All material things pick up psychic impressions of the people or animals that have either held or touched the object." Silver Ravenwolf
Looking at my large collection of vintage finds I'm quite sure this house is haunted...in a good way : )
Halloween is done for another year but not for me. The spooky season never stops inspiring me so I decided to paint a tiny portrait of a mom and baby ghost cats, that sadly never made it one cold winter's night. The real story was told to me by a foster and of course, I love ghost stories and Halloween.
We have had over ten feral cats and now we are down to one who lately has been coming for 1st, breakfast, second breakfast, 3rd breakfast all before noon : )I think she is a bit confused with the cold Fall weather and time.
So with the old florentine gold gilded frame and a sad kitty cat story, I painted "Mom & Me on Halloween"
Acrylic, Gold Leaf on wood Minature Painting 2.5 x 3.5
Friday, November 1, 2019
We Found Halloween🎃
On our way home from soccer, last night
we found Halloween🎃
It was a dark and rainy Halloween this year but someone did some magic 🧙♀️🧹and gave us Halloween🎃👻🦇🕷🕸
we found Halloween🎃
It was a dark and rainy Halloween this year but someone did some magic 🧙♀️🧹and gave us Halloween🎃👻🦇🕷🕸
And I just have to share this🦇 Purrfect Spooky Halloween Photo of Bat taken by M. 🧙♀️
https://www.instagram.com/murtagh13/
https://www.instagram.com/murtagh13/
Tuesday, October 29, 2019
🕷🕸 SPIDERWOOD 🕷🕸
This wood slice once was a fairy door but after my son texted me about the tarantulas he encountered at Joshua Tree National Park in California, I just had to repaint the door. Thanks for the inspiration, Ty. I know just how much you love 🕷🕷🕷😂
The wood slice has a hole in the middle so depending on where u place its light will shine through. A little bit of magic🧙♀️
Wood Slice acrylic and inks
Saturday, October 26, 2019
Bat Bat Boo ~ Happy Caturday ! 🐈 🧡🎃🦇🧹
BaT, Bat Boo! The spooky cute, little fella that just doesn't miss a chance at keeping my company when I paint. Do you see the cat candle ring on the taper? My daughter gave it to me and I usually wear jewelry for a few days and then eventually it gets used to decorate the house. I think I like it better on the candle than on my finger. p.s. No cat was harmed to take this photo!😉 HAPPY CATURDAY !!!
Thursday, October 24, 2019
Painting Cats 🐈 🐈
Painting cats 🐈. I finally got around to painting this little black cat 🐈 I have a couple of cats but can’t find them, either I donated them to the thrift store or they’re buried in the basement. Lol ☺️🎃
Ooh, and the seat is a mandarin hubby and daughter dried out. If I didn’t mention it I think it could have passed as a tiny pumpkin.
Looking Spooky Cute
So, before or after?
Ooh, and the seat is a mandarin hubby and daughter dried out. If I didn’t mention it I think it could have passed as a tiny pumpkin.
Sunday, October 20, 2019
Happiness is A Bat...Pipistrello🦇🐈
Happiness is A Bat...Pipistrello
I read a poem by D.H. Lawrence 'BAT', who unfortunately didn't like bats. I shared the same sentiments until my daughter got me to appreciate them on our bonfire nights. Although, I must admit I still do get a bit anxious when they fly a touch too low.
"Bats, and an uneasy creeping in one's scalp
As the bats swoop overhead!
Flying madly."
Lawrence also states in his poem that in China the Bat is a symbol of Happiness.Bat after all is a cat we must not forget but sometimes we do! I suppose half cat and half bat counts for all the happiness he's brought us 🦇🐈
Along came a bug on October 27th who almost didn't make it. The little bug though looked very much like a tiny bat and so he got the name Bat. Of course, we all have since gone batty ^..^
Couldn't wake up Bat but this other little witch-bird should be sleeping by now.
Love Bats, Cats, and Halloween 🦇🎃🧹🐈
The Bat by: Arthur Guiterman (1871-1943)
Airy-mouse, hairy mouse,
Keen-eared contrary mouse,
Come from your cavern--a star's in the sky!
Fluttering, flittering,
Eerily chittering,
Swoop on your quarry, the dusk-haunting fly.
Airy-mouse, wary mouse,
Witch-bird or fairy-mouse,
Soft through the shadow the dawn-glimmer steals;
Night's your carousing-time,
Day brings your drowsing-time;
Hence to your hollow and hang by your heels!
I read a poem by D.H. Lawrence 'BAT', who unfortunately didn't like bats. I shared the same sentiments until my daughter got me to appreciate them on our bonfire nights. Although, I must admit I still do get a bit anxious when they fly a touch too low.
"Bats, and an uneasy creeping in one's scalp
As the bats swoop overhead!
Flying madly."
Lawrence also states in his poem that in China the Bat is a symbol of Happiness.Bat after all is a cat we must not forget but sometimes we do! I suppose half cat and half bat counts for all the happiness he's brought us 🦇🐈
Along came a bug on October 27th who almost didn't make it. The little bug though looked very much like a tiny bat and so he got the name Bat. Of course, we all have since gone batty ^..^
Couldn't wake up Bat but this other little witch-bird should be sleeping by now.
Love Bats, Cats, and Halloween 🦇🎃🧹🐈
The Bat by: Arthur Guiterman (1871-1943)
Airy-mouse, hairy mouse,
Keen-eared contrary mouse,
Come from your cavern--a star's in the sky!
Fluttering, flittering,
Eerily chittering,
Swoop on your quarry, the dusk-haunting fly.
Airy-mouse, wary mouse,
Witch-bird or fairy-mouse,
Soft through the shadow the dawn-glimmer steals;
Night's your carousing-time,
Day brings your drowsing-time;
Hence to your hollow and hang by your heels!
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