#248 (red and green)

I scraped my kness trying to get near those most delicate pops of red and green well-hidden hardly seen   ¬© Matthias Geh, 12th May 2018  


#146 (summer’s gift)

grey whiskers and fur, striped yellow-black a sound of fury growling deep soft paws prepared to take a leap back arched, claws out; ready to attack blades whetted on cobble and concrete while Poppy's fragile dress so sweet anger soon melted in crimson light at last summer's gift had stopped a fight   7th June … Continue reading #146 (summer’s gift)