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one word photo challenge: cat

Are you an ailurophile or ‘phobe (in other words cat lover or cat hater/fearer)? I’ve been a cat lover all my life and my parents gave me my first cat when I was 5 years old and I’ve had one, on and off, ever since.




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view other people’s interpretations of the theme “cat” here.

DP photo challenge: contrasts

black on white

white on black

yellow and green

red and green, poppies in full bloom and going to seed

different stages in the life of a teasel

the old and the new – a converted railway water tower


same shot but one taken in colour and the other in black and white

Daily Post photo challenge

weekly photo challenge: inside

So much of life happens inside something. A house, a car, a sleeping bag, a UFO.

Finding images of a thing inside something else can be a very powerful compositional tool.
This week, in a post created specifically for this challenge, share a photo that says INSIDE.

The difference between a snapshot and an image that makes a memory can be something as small as clever composition. That’s what blank-in-a-blank lets us at Automattic do and what looking for images that explore “inside” can do for your photography.

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cat in a wedding veil

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inside the box at the Heartfelt Cafe

Take a peep inside other people’s lives at the Daily Post weekly photo challenge

travel theme: possibility

Ailsa’s theme is POSSIBILITY

The day is full of possibility for these cats

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what shall we do today?

Go away I’m trying to sleep

I’m going to sit on my lofty perch and watch the world go by

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a spot of sunbathing is in order here

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what’s for lunch?

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I’m getting married in the morning

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tickle my tummy?

Did you say ‘move’?

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the nec plus ultra of possibility in this painting by Beryl Cook

Possibility can be interpreted in so many different ways. Unfortunately it is not possible for me to visit all the wonderful entries on this subject but you might possibly have the time!

travel theme: soft

Ailsa’s travel theme this week is “soft”
Pebbles, my beloved and no-longer-with-us tortoiseshell cat was the epitome of “soft” for me, for her fur was the softest I’ve ever touched; it was more like rabbit fur than cat fur. She was a softie too and grabbed every opportunity for a cuddle with open paws. Indeed, sometimes it was difficult to stop her from sitting on me at the most inappropriate times, like when I was trying to play the piano.


Pebbles trying to hog the comfiest spot on the armchair, much to Sandy’s discomfort

Pebbles in her cat hammock which hung on the radiator


my all time favourite photo of her

an art journal page incorporating postage stamps of cats with Pebbles in the place of honour

What does “soft” mean to you?

Texture Tuesday number 2

Kim’s prompt for Tuesday 8th November was to use at least one of her textures and to create a piece based on the number 2, this could be interpreted in any way we liked.  This is my twist on the number two,  of my last cat, Sandy, reflected in the mirror so that there are two of him.


I have used pumpkin grunge and simple things textures

this is the original photo


I’ve always been a cat person and we have never been long without a cat. After Truffle died we thought long and hard about getting another cat as we had suffered many casualties on the road in front of our house. As we drove back from France we decided to call in at the local animal refuge to see if they had any cats that needed new homes. We were firm believers that a cat should choose you, not the other way around but on this occasion no cat came forward. There was a huge ginger cat that I liked the look of but he showed no interest when we approached him. As we were about to leave the people running the refuge told us they had a couple of new arrivals that hadn’t been put in with the rest of the cats yet. We took one look at the ginger cat and said we would take him. We hadn’t intended getting 2 but when we looked at his companion, an adorable calico cat, we knew we had to take her too. The refuge had named him Lorenzo which we didn’t like and I can’t remember now what her name was but we renamed her Pebbles. The vet later told us that she was older than he was and we have always wondered if she was his mother.

This is the two of them in a rare moment of togetherness.


Pebbles loved flowers and this is my favourite picture of her

Pebbles and tulips

Sadly we lost them both to illness and unfortunately our domestic circumstances – we travel a lot – mean that we cannot have a cat for the moment so we feed one of the local street cats instead and have had her neutered so that she won’t turn up on the doorstep with a litter of kittens that need homes finding for them. Here she is, looking pretty disgruntled at being interrrupted while breakfasting to have her photo taken.


kimklassencafe why not pop over to the cafe to see what other people have done on this theme?

a few days in Kos

As we made our approach to Rhodes, where we were due to land before continuing on to Kos, I could see dolphins swimming in the sea and Rhodes looked quite green. Kos, in contrast was very barren. We collected our hire car and drove to Kos city and managing to end up in the port area in the dark. We finally worked out where we were and found our hotel – the Ramira Beach hotel, about 3km from Kos city. The hotel was very large and even though it was the last week of the season there were lots of people staying there. There were quite a lot of children which I was surprised to see as I thought they should all be in school! It must be like a zoo here in full season and very noisy and crowded. I was happy to see that a number of cats and kittens lived in its grounds.

Next day we decided to go exploring. First we went to visit the castle, built by the crusaders. The huge walls remain but not much else but they afforded a good view of the marina.

There were some intricate carvings on the stones and we saw the window design repeated on a number of modern houses on the island.

I have no idea what this tree, growing inside the castle walls, is. Its fruit are a cross between medlars/apples/olives.

Growing below the castle walls, on the edge of the marina, was the biggest Magnolia tree I have ever seen which provided perching places for lots of feral cats.

Kind-hearted locals appear to feed the cats on a regular basis.

Close to the castle we went to see the famous Hippocrates plane tree, which is rumoured to be the oldest tree in Europe and aged about 4 thousand years old. It is so big that a metal framework has had to be built to support the weight of the branches.

View of some of the ruins in the former Agora (market place)

The next day we took the car and decided to visit what we could of the island. We started at Hippocrates Garden but, at this time of year, there was really nothing to see and all the plants were brown and pretty undistinguishable one from another. From there we went a bit further up the hill to visit the Asclepeion whose buildings are spread over four different terraces linked by a marble staircase. It is reputed to have been a place of healing (Asclepius was the Greek god of healing).

We then drove through the mountains, parts of which provided really spectacular views of pine forests.

I took a photo of the modern church tower at Asfendiou

and a couple of the interior of the blue painted church at Lagoudi.

We drove up a track towards old Pili past the ruins of an old byzantine castle perched on a rocky outcrop.

When we saw notices advertising donkey rides up to the castle we realised that walking up was not an option so we just continued driving and ended up at the entrance to a turkey farm where we turned round and drove back down the stony track, spotting a tortoise ambling along.

We then drove down towards Kardamena, which proved to be as hideously full of bars and not much else as a friend of ours had described it. Driving up towards Antimahia we could see the very imposing ruins of another venetian castle (which dates back to the 15th century) and then drove towards Kefalos along the beach from Aghios Stefanos. We stopped in a beach bar for a beer but the proprietor became very disagreeable when we said we wanted draught beer and we went on our way. We followed the sign to Ag. Ioannis but the road just ended at the monastery so we tried the other direction to Ag. Theologos which turned out to be a restaurant so we stopped for a beer and some cold mezze.

Kos should be named cat island. There are very few dogs but cats everywhere. Outside the restaurant at Ag. Theologos there was a small black and white cat with eyes that looked as if they had been outlined in black eyeliner.

The coast is very wild here and there are only small tracks down to the sea.

After our late lunch we drove back through Kefalos. We were hoping to be able to follow the coast as much as possible but the two maps we had were both really bad – there were roads marked which didn’t exist and others which were not shown in the right places. At one point we drove through a wooded glade and saw a flock of about 20 peacocks. When I got out of the car to photograph them they all gathered around me. However, when I didn’t produce any food they turned and ran towards the car. Evidently they are used to being fed.

It seemed that every turn we took brought us back to the main road as indeed this was exactly what the main road on the island was called.

As we travelled around the island we saw several of these miniature replicas of churches. Inside this one was a photo of the young man who lost his life here.