Sunday, October 27, 2024
Sunday, January 30, 2022
SEASONS OUT OF TIME - VELVET PUMPKINS
Saturday, January 8, 2022
TO CATCH A GHOST
Do Cats See Ghosts?
ANY FRIENDLY GHOST WILL DO, CASPER, GUS, OR MAYBE EVEN THE GHOST OF MR. CHICKEN : ) 🐾🐾. 🐾
👀Remember, these cats have Supernatural Spooktacular Senses: they can hunt anything down, even ghosts!
FOR JANUARY HAPPY CATURDAY THEME: YOUR CATS NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTION
HAPPY CATURDAY ❤️🐾🐾 🐾
Have you seen this movie?
Monday, April 12, 2021
"MAPLE SPIRIT " -The bLUE aRTIST, A Moon, and Cloud Study, and Then Inspiration Strikes!
"MAPLE SPIRIT "
The Blue Artist - I'm afraid I haven't grasped hold of color mixing skills, or, for that matter, painting clouds, water, trees or the flowers, the birds and the bees, cats and dogs, just about everything there is to paint, but that's ok, part of the journey is learning the art.
A few weeks ago, I went for a country drive along the Rideau River to look for pussy willows. I make it a habit to take a particular route home passing through Burritts Rapids, a tiny hamlet I love. Right before I turned onto county road 2, I noticed a few of the maple trees at Christ Church had buckets placed on them to collect maple syrup. Not wanting my coffee to get any colder since I had already left it earlier while picking the pussy willows I found, I opted to skip taking their photo. It was only yesterday I told my husband and daughter of the maple trees at the church.
Stan chuckled at the thought of collecting maple syrup from maple trees surrounding the church. He asked me, " Is that the same church with the cemetery at the back where we went for a walk last year"?
"Well, he had the name already picked out, and my daughter, the picture in her mind; I just had to paint it.
"Maple Spirit"; sort of sounds like a brand of maple syrup. Don't you think? And so, the moon and cloud study I was working on got a landscape below. Love how inspiration strikes.
Saturday, September 19, 2020
FRIED PUMPKIN BLOSSOMS 🎃🎃🎃🌼🌼🌼
Last night's frost killed our pumpkin patch.
SIXTY SECONDS TO WHAT? POOF, OUT LIKE A LIGHT! 💤 HAPPY CATURDAY! THE FELINE ART OF ZEN 🐱🐾🐾🐾
September 19th theme ~ The Feline art of Zen
SIXTY SECONDS TO WHAT? POOF, OUT LIKE A LIGHT! 💤
A hypnotic melody, say like, The El Indio Theme with music box included, sleep comes in seconds. At least it did for Bat.
Cats love art, cats love music, and cats love to sleep.
They sure know how to seize the moment.
"Every second is of infinite value."
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
For A Few Dollars More Soundtrack ~ El Indio Theme ( expanded)
Wednesday, September 16, 2020
In England 🇬🇧
It was in the summer of 1977, the year of HRH Queen's Silver Jubilee, and Queen was playing in London the night we arrived in England.
We never bothered with reserving a room at a hotel, and by the end of the evening, we still had not found an affordable place to sleep.
Finding something to eat tho, was less of a challenge: Fish and Chips wrapped in newsprint was perfect for our very first meal in the UK, and the unexpected extra that came with the dinner helped us find a place to sleep: under the park bench of where we earlier sat and ate our meal.
What we didn't expect was on company joining us that evening.
A young fellow who had attended the Queen concert earlier that night had missed the last train home and asked if we could share one of our sleeping bags with him: of course, we girls obliged.
Strangely, in the wee morning hours, he was gone.
England, already, was being spooky.
The following night we arrived in Scarborough, again with no reservations. It wasn't too long before someone spotted our Canadian flags on our backpacks, two fellows from a neighboring karate school who graciously offered us a room for the night but, that didn't turn out too well when their coach walked in with the rest of the class and canceled our room. So we resumed our search. Walking past a nightclub closing its doors for the night, Grace Jones singing La Vie En Rose drifting in the night air, I felt a hand pat my backpack: it was a policeman. We had finally found a place for the night, the local police station. They felt sorry for us Canadians and put us up for the night.
The morning came early with a hot cup of coffee; I took one last look into the large glass mirror in the room before heading out, paused, and then wondered. Naw!
Side notes:
I love keeping old things in small, glass cases reminding me of the past. I bought this pin of the Union Jack when I was in England and pinned it to what I believe to be a Royal Navy WW1 Petty Officers Cloth Bullion Cap Badge. Might be British or Canadian, either one, I love the fact that I now own one.
And this song was playing all over the airwaves in the late seventies. It always takes me back to the night we spent in Scarborough, England, the time of The Queen's Jubilee, and the room with a two-way mirror? lol
Grace Jones classic '77 track
"Quand il me prend dans ses bras
Il me parle tout bas
Je vois la vie en rose" Edith Piaf
Saturday, September 12, 2020
Bat's a Mystery Cat: he's called the Hidden Paw~ Happy Caturday!
After retiring to bed late last night, my cell phone kept going off with text messages. My husband, annoyed by the numerous tinkling spells, asked me to hand him my phone and turned it off. Still drowned in sleep, it didn't occur to me until a few minutes later that it probably was my daughter, Emma texting me photos of Bat she had just taken earlier in the evening. I looked at the screen, sure enough, Bat was looking back at me.
So I got up and joined Emma in the living room, had some good laughs at all of the funny poses, picked a few we liked and went back to bed.
Of course, what came to mind looking at Bat hiding inside the old flowerpot was T.S. Eliot's story of
'Macavity - The Mystery Cat.'
Original
PHOTO BY EMMA ( M )
"For he's the master criminal who can defy the law.
Bat, Bat, there's no one like Bat, There never was a Cat of such deceitfulness and suavity. He always has an alibi, and one or two to spare: And whatever time the deed took place - BAT WASN'T THERE!"
Only this time we caught you, Bat!
Monday, September 7, 2020
THE QUIET GARDEN ~ OIL PAINTING ON WOOD PLANK WIP 🖼
I almost burned it on a few bonfire nights but, it somehow escaped.
And then, looking at the rough sketches of the painting, I took another look at the wood plank and was intrigued by the light and shading of the colors breaking through the Cyprus trees. I think it might be worth my time to finish what I started.
Where did I get the inspiration for this painting?
The Quiet Garden at The Saint John the Baptist Anglican Church in Richmond, Ontario.
In times past, when my daughter was in school, Grace, our golden and I would go to Richmond, take a long walk in the park by the river until M finished her class.
Then, one day, Grace and I came across The Quiet Garden next to a beautiful cemetery behind the Anglican church.
The garden became our special place to retreat to after a long walk, Grace and I taking a little rest before picking up M.
These days, I don't go there often, but when I do, I see the golden girl sitting next to me by the garden bench. 😢🦮
"Today" ~ Mary Oliver
Today I’m flying low and I’m
not saying a word
I’m letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep.
The world goes on as it must,
the bees in the garden rumbling a little,
the fish leaping, the gnats getting eaten.
And so forth.
But I’m taking the day off.
Quiet as a feather.
I hardly move though really I’m traveling
a terrific distance.
Stillness. One of the doors
into the temple.
Thursday, September 3, 2020
The Little Prince 💜
“Always throw spilt salt over your left shoulder. Keep rosemary by your garden gate. Plant lavender for good luck. And fall in love whenever you can.
Meet our little garden pet, Prince💜
Photo by@murtagh13@ghostales1957
Saturday, August 29, 2020
Night Sun 🌻
Night Sun
The garden has become quiet and gone to sleep. The season in the sun is running out of time: yet, this little night sun tells me something else.
Just not ready for the end of summer.
Sunday, March 8, 2020
A Mysterious Presence - Eyes of March March 7th 👀
Photo by M Three Cats A Dog and A Camera
Thursday, February 27, 2020
Blue, Blue , My World Is Blue 💙
... in a room with no view
Sunday, February 23, 2020
"Draw me like one of your french girls"
Thursday, February 6, 2020
Our Lucky Charm 🤒🤧😷 Our Black Cat Can Charm All ill Away
Here is an old Welsh Verse about Black Cats I think is cute
"A black cat, I’ve heard it said,
Can charm all ill away,
And keep the house wherein she dwells
From fever’s deadly sway."
Photo by M
Friday, November 1, 2019
We Found Halloween🎃
we found Halloween🎃
It was a dark and rainy Halloween this year but someone did some magic 🧙♀️🧹and gave us Halloween🎃👻🦇🕷🕸
https://www.instagram.com/murtagh13/
Thursday, September 26, 2019
Thumbelina Bat ~ How Bat 🦇 Got His Name
Sunday, September 15, 2019
A Ghostly Pumpkin Brioche of Roast Beef for Supper 🎃
No, it's not Brioche but maybe I can convince her to bake Brioche Buns next time.
Saturday, October 27, 2018
Happy Birthday, M🧡🎃🧡
&
A year ago today your 2 little rescues🐱🐱showed up at the back door and chose you ❣️to be their mom 😂
Wishing you a wonderful Birthday filled with Magic🍀☘️🐱🐱🍀☘️
Lots of Love Mom, Dad & Ty❤️xxxoooxxxooo❤️❤️❤️
LITTLE BAT
LITTLE BAT
THE DAD ~ "GREEN EYES" CAUGHT ON VIDEO
WISH WE COULD KEEP THEM ALL❤️🐱🐈