Feline Interlude

After some inner debate, I have decided to share with you something rather intimate and powerful at the same time (at least for me), a kind of discovery that recently shed light on my whole way to perceive and understand the world.

I am carefully sorting out my thoughts in an effort to write it down as clearly as possible, while listening to Glenn Gould's Goldberg Variations  :o)

Meanwhile, Ladies and Gents, here is a feline interlude.

Lola's drawing-table, vaguely absent self.
"Must you really take another picture?"

Summer version of the same.

What? Are we not playing anymore?
(Lola in her overalls)

Considering the snow-filled garden below.

It's still a bit fresh down there.

Dreaming of tame Sparrows. Won't you come a little closer, dear?

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And here is Tiurei, my brother's cat, born in Tahiti and now living in a small French village.
He is Lola's opposite : thin, tall and long-limbed.

I guess I should publish a French version of this announcement, with more feline pictures, right?

Right. Coming soon.

And here it is...