Ragtag Daily Prompt: Cape

Because of his exalted position, the Prime Minister was comfortable with the high level of scrutiny that came with his duties as head of the Queen’s government. What amused him was the fact that he had become an arbiter of fashion at Court. His careless usage of his wig, for instance, caused women to display tendrils of their real hair that emerged from under their white powered hair pieces and cascaded down their necks, even to their shoulders!

At the most recent meeting of the Privy Council, he arrived wearing a black cape that was embroidered with black beads and sequins, trimmed in black fur (probably rabbit) that extended almost to his feet. His tailor was immediately barraged with inquiries from the fashion-conscious courtiers. Within a few weeks, dozens of men and women were dashing about the palace and the capital with their own capes. At first, they were all black, but then other colors, in fact every imaginable color began to be seen on the backs of the wealthiest members of society.

This is Muffin, who I adopted from my husband’s aunt after she suffered a debilitating stroke. Muffin was born sightless. She was so adept at navigating her surroundings that many found it hard to believe that she was blind. She was the softest, sweetest little kitty you’d ever want to meet. I don’t have a lot of photos of her because she was already quite elderly by the time she passed into my care. RIP Muffin! God bless you!

Published by Russell Smith

I was born at the American Hospital in Neuilly-sur-Seine, France. I find inspiration in the lives of so many people from Joan of Arc to Oscar Wilde. While my primary avocation is photography, I also enjoy philosophy, theology and most of all, history. My beloved wife, Robin Anne Smith, who passed away in 2013 is an inspiration to me. My beloved partner, Dana is also a great support and inspiration to me. I'd be remiss if I did not mention my cats: Maxwell, Nigel, Pirouette and GarGar.

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