Moved

I have moved to

caitdrawing.com

come visit.

Burgundy one

I will ride you everywhere.

Shoelace

Pussy Cat, Pussy Cat.

You were the first. The tiniest thing. First signs of my maternal instincts.

My compassion showed when I wanted you so bad. Her compassion showed when she allowed me in. I ran home and asked for you to be mine. It was meant to be, how much I would grow with the yes and no, and the watch of our show. Scratches and bitting, frisking and fighting. Everyone was a fan of you. Enjoying the new member of our ever growing family. I was a kitten you were a lioness. Always a friend to me when loneliness overtook the lack of school, no warmth to be had. Before my tenderness never had fled into the softness of your sweet paws. Overjoyed with the sound of your meow. a purr to be heard, your fur to be found. Go outside to catch a mouse, catch a tail.

A little black Shoelace.

miss this. 2

I feel the need to express how much I miss this, whatever it is. This image tells it all. The sun? The road? The air? The familiarity?

moving

Moving and uplifting, more then your spirits.

Change and shape shifting.

An expressive time to revamp your mind and space.

Bizarre to pack and un pack things and places you own.

Wanting and needing rushing and willing.

To me.

3 things that are important to me that

I invest my energy into

volunteering/helping;

.the yoga studio on fridays.

.belaying at rock Oasis. groups of kids.

.learning from Melanie Girdwood at school .

I adore.

Beautiful chair so cleaver and rare.

Inviting my bottom to your musical air.

I adore your flora ever waiting coral.

Periwinkle with an evergreen twinkle.

True blue the feel of new.

Wanting, waiting, sitting on you.

Written through class.

Cait McGrath

Thank you to John in the woodshop for your help with the base.