My fist attempt at urban farming. Reclaiming a semi derelict plot on the back of the flats.
I first saw her a year ago, A rainy winter evening. She came up my balcony, Had a bite, Then disappeared. Late summer she was here Again. Every day She inspected my kitchen. She approved it. She inspected Domi’s bed. She approved it. Long afternoon were spent, Snoozing, As the fall settled in. December came. She decided I needed A … Read More
A story of cats
Bella in blue