Grace and favor. Pirouette (left) and GarGar (right).
There was a window in Queen Pirouette’s bedchamber that opened into a courtyard where her children often played. She could watch them as they scampered about. Sometimes she would shout encouragement at them, but usually she would content herself with just watching them in silence. The motherly bond that she felt at such moments transcended anything else in her life. This bond was infrangible and unchangeable.
As the Great Bard once wrote, “The devil hath power to assume a pleasing shape.” So it was with Maxwell and the Hartley’s, who fell madly in love with the black and white cat who appeared out of nowhere on their front doorstep on the coldest day in Winter.
“We can’t leave the poor fella out there to freeze!” Argued Tommy, the eldest child with fourteen years under his belt.
“That’s right!” Chimed in Suzie, second in line chronologically who clocked in at age eleven.
“Right!” Hollered Amy, the youngest at age eight.
They met with little resistance from the parents, who after a decade and a half of parenting were fairly well beaten down to a pulp by their rambunctious children. “Let’s name him Maxwell,” said Mrs. Hartley, who didn’t realize that she was merely responding to a telepathic prompt from the cat. The cat wasn’t an ordinary cat. He was a demon from Hell, Satan’s spawn, literally.
“You kids think you’re pretty slick,” said Mr. Hartley. “Don’t you? Well, I’ve got a feeling this cat is going to give you kids a run for your money.” He plied the children with the usual lecture regarding the responsibilities of pet ownership, feeding, petting and all that. The children barely listened. They were too busy fighting for control of the cat. The cat was busy sizing up the brood.
What is Satan thinking? Maxwell asked himself.
Severn River at Jonas Green Park.Cee’s Compose Yourself Lessons: Leading Lines
College Creek near Gate Eight, U.S. Naval Academy
Here is an interesting variety of daffodil from my own garden. I don’t know if it is an old one, or if it some groovy mutation. I’ve never seen its like anywhere else before.
From this angle, you can really see how unique it is.
Here are some close-up, or macros if you will. Cee has been posting a lot of daffodils in celebration of Spring, so I am submitting these for the Flower of the Day Challenge. Best wishes to all!
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