Tuesday, May 22nd 2007
Meet Wilma, Jenny’s cat. She likes to sit in Jenny’s bicycle basket. For two reasons.
She loves to use the mesh for sharpening her claws. And she seems to like the view.
I don’t tend to be an animal person, but Wilma really is the perfect cat. She’s just the right mixture of playfulness, cuddliness and hunter instinct.
Meet Benji. (I think that’s his name, but I may have misheard him.)
Benji, as you can see, is a disgusting fly. No playfulness, cuddliness or hunter instinct. Like many of his cousins, Benji couldn’t tell a pane of glass from air. So, let’s move on.
This weekend I finally did what I was hoping to do last May, but couldn’t because my camera was delayed from Canon.
At home, some tulips dad got on his 50th birthday were wilting. For some reason I was lying on the floor beneath them and spotted this angle:
Oh yes, I think I was lying on the floor because I was using the DVD player. Not that I don’t believe in remotes, but I often end up on the floor when operating the video or DVD.
I quite like this photo blogging thing. I might do it more often. Time will tell.