My big cat is a big climber. I love it how her fur shines in the sun. Advertisements
Month: November 2013
On the train. I’m so lazy and bored. At least I’m wearing my Mary Poppins shoes.
This is how it looks when it’s windy. Everything is a blur.
My husband commented that my new shoes looked Mary Poppins style. Do they?
Literature is organised violence committed on ordinary speech. –Roman Jakobson
I spent half an hour shooting at this house’s front lawn. I wouldn’t be surprised if they had called police.
I wish you could feel from the picture how awfully cold it was despite the sun.
A remnant of my youth. I don’t wear these anymore.
Needles that don’t prick. Are they even needles? They don’t look like leaves…
Ella and me together. I grew fur on my arm to be closer to my cat. See?