Never to the Veterinary!
Kitty’s Last Stand:
Month: February 2024
A Visitor
Thump: the window behind me said softly. I swivelled in my chair to find a bemused pigeon on the sill. It was unharmed as it had not flown directly into the window so much as it had stumbled against the pane when landing. It was not alarmed by my movements but was instead strangely curious about this unnatural transparent barrier.
More of this human magic, it grumbled as it peered into the room, first with the left eye then with the right. There’s no way of telling; there needs be some warning, it pondered as it continued to stare: left-right, left-right as if it were B.F. Skinner’s wind-up automaton.
When I reached for my camera, it had enough. You’ll not steal my soul with that contraption, it said as it flew into the maya. The less of a trace that I leave, the sooner I’ll be free. I think I know you and perhaps we’ll meet again, outside of time, if you know what I mean.
I did not, but we left it at that.
— Yip
Grey on Gray
but for the light
Photo by Roman.
Imaginary People
It’s a mystery to me
That every window be
Alight each night.
Who lives like that?
— Yip
Inevitable 2
February Flowers
…are probably artificial…
Still Life in Shadows
Lord Puddlebottom’s Domain
The carpeting of the Hall:
Puddle Time Soon
I have an endless fascination with mud puddles. As a child, it was mostly just the flow and erosion of channels. These days it is more the way they mess with light. This last is easier to share with a photo. But does it also turn back the clock? I regress into the future.
Hair!
Yip Abides 