Gathering images
This morning we walked in sunshine to the hill’s top then over along the ancient pathways to the old village of Maes y Mynydd. Soon The Seal Children will be republished in hardback ( second hand hardback copies seem to be priced at a ridiculous £1000 plus and the book is used in schools and studied alongside wonderful works) so I will be working again with this book and I need to gather images to make a new presentation.
Here, where the white cat walks, I took a photo, trying to stand where a photographer stood over a century ago, when people still lived in these small wind blown houses. If you look very carefully in the picture below you can see someone standing, watching the person with the camera, trees, great chimneys on these small houses.
We went into the ruin where I had scattered Mr Griffith’s ashes some years before. The White cat talked with the ghosts.
On the way home the White Cat decided to play ‘Gandalf’ with Ivy. “You will not pass”, said the White Cat. So Ivy stood. Crept a bit closer. Waited…………
and then made a dash for it, chased by the White Cat. 
Home down the Green lane and past the beautiful wall of Tamsin’s glass which reminded me of something I wanted to write.
Included in the glass are the lives of many of my cats who have lived with me, including The White Cat’s brother Genji, who loved to walk. He was shining, true to his name, ‘The Shining One’.
Thank you for the information and photographs about Tamzin and her beautiful work. I will buy the Country Life magazine and read more. I have seen nothing like your wooden fence with the glass panels inset. The light shining through it makes the colours look like jewels.
This morning the tiger was shining the grass bright orange like something from a poem.