CreativeSprint – Day 7

Observe a pet or watch a video of your favorite animal. Make something inspired by it.

My favorite animals include: butterflies (obviously, right?), cats, horses, frogs and turtles.

Since I have a plethora of cat pics, I decided to create a photo collage butterfly for today’s challenge.

SKM_C36816041208220_webIf you’re curious, and because they’re so cute I can’t help but share, here are the photos I used to create the collage. Can you say, aaaww…

Camilla in the cat bliss zone
Baby playing “cat in a box”
close-up of Baby’s paws from above
close-up of Baby’s eyes from above (the “red eye” here was really cool)
Baby and Birdie chillin’ while I did my “Home is where” shoot
Baby sitting pretty


Bliss is…

…a cat in the sun.

Birdie in the sun
Don’t tell me cats don’t realize how cute they are… Birdie knows…

Free of an ego, animals just live in the moment. I took these photos a few years ago and I still get a wave of gooey-ness in my belly when I see these pictures. It’s as if their bliss is washing over me and I’m there in the sun with them without a care in the world.

Cats in the sun
So warm…Birdie (left) and Baby (right) soaking up the sun


Home is where…

…the books, wine, cats are.

My home is in flux now. I’m moving in with my boyfriend at the end of this month. My apartment is becoming less and less home, but my boyfriend’s house hasn’t quite become home yet.

So, how does one define home when it’s in transition? What does home really mean?

When I was in high school, I used to sketch partial faces with sad eyes captioned with “I want to go home.” I would say it under my breath throughout the day. It became my mantra. One day, I walked through my front door, heaved my book-bag to the floor and said, “I want to go home.” This woke me up in a way. I was home, but I still wanted to go home. So, where did I really want to be? I realized then that home wasn’t a physical place, but a state of mind. When my heart and mind were at peace, I was truly home.

My world is in upheaval again. Not so much due to teen-angst, but the stress of paring down, getting a new space ready for all my stuff and getting all my stuff ready to move has me thinking about home and what it means.

Since taking a photo of my physical home is not an option, I decided to snap a pic of the things that bring me comfort. I had wanted to show a cup of tea or cocoa, but all my mugs are already moved. I had enough forethought to keep a few bottles of wine here. Thankfully, one of my cats (Birdie) decided she needed to get in on the action and added the warmth needed.

Lastly, for any book geeks out there, here’s a list of the titles in the photo. These all have special meaning to me and contributed to the breadth and color of my imaginary world.

  • Flutterby, Stephen Cosgrove
  • The Oversoul Seven Trilogy, Jane Roberts
  • Emir’s Education in the Proper Use of Magical Powers, Jane Roberts
  • Virtual Mode – Book One, Piers Anthony
  • Night Mare, Piers Anthony (not shown)

If you keep the feeling of home in your heart, you will always have peace, love and joy.


Dirty Laundry

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I love sleeping in the laundry basket
Snuggled in your dirty clothes
Feeling closer to you I purr
My ear twitches and my eye glows
Odors wafting to my nose
Love your dirty laundry

Love your smelly shirts and underwear
In the darkness no one can see
Still feel you when you’re not here
Your body odors fascinate me
Snoozing happy as can be
Love your dirty laundry

Gimme dirty socks
Gimme stinky shoes
Gimme dirty socks
Gimme stinky shoes

Love your dirty laundry

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Many thanks to Don Henley…

And, apologies to everyone else…