Frosty morning

Dad had to go out yesterday and boy was it cold. As the picture best shows.

Still I was curled up next to the fire waiting for my dad and the treats he always brings me.

Snow and New Coat

As you can see, we have had a wee drop of snow and an ideal opportunity to try out my new coat.

I think my dad is sooooo jealous of my coat, but then I am a Princess. -x-

Winter

Kirra and I woke to yet another dusting of snow.  It was quite cold and icy in places. So here is a photo to let you see.  Enjoy your weekend.

Inspection

Kirra loves to inspect anything she finds interesting.

Winter

Winter frost appeared this morning, and whilst Autumn still attempts to retain its status the frost can be appealing and Kirra loves these days.

Memory Lane

This was the entrance and exit for the ponies which worked in the mines below.  The mines are now.closed.

The hardship for both miners and ponies one can only imagine.

SLEEP

Kirra likes nothing better than falling asleep under my desk, however, where do I put my feet.

Snow

Well just a little dusting.  However Kirra is waiting for more to follow.

Woods

If you go down in the woods today. What surprises will Kirra see?

Reflect

Kirra likes.time to sit and reflect of life.

Death in a Foreign Land

 

As Sunday is a time of Remembrance, I wrote this poem for those who never returned.

DEATH IN A FOREIGN LAND

Age, not of life
They travelled of duty
Men of many
They answered
The call.

Far off land
Where guns and steel
Lay alongside
The many
Who had fallen
Their life
Devoid of dreams.
 
Rich in beauty
Allenheads by sight
Those who died
Remembered
Names for all
Who can spare a moment
Reflect of silence
War Memorial
This place
So proud.

As the sound of birds
Echo over the land
The sun, her rays
Awaken all
Who stop and visit
This land, so quiet
Only the birds in flight
As if on display
Fly past the scene
Of those who died
A death in a foreign land
We should never forget
Their names

By

Peter Preobrazhenskii © 2013

Water

Kirra believes water is for drinking (only) and therefore likes to keep a safe distance from this wee brook.

A wee dusting

A wee dusting of snow on the ski hill.  I think its advance warning to  be prepared for the inevitable.

Frost of Day

The frost of last year, is looking closer each day as the cold temps become evident, at least Kirra has nice fur coat to keep her warm, and of course her cozy luxury coat when its raining or really cold.

Just an update, snow has arrived, at least up on the moors, which we can see from our home.  I guess the snow shovel and gloves and thermals will have to have their cobwebs removed.

Dad and Hospital

My dad had to go to hospital early this morning, his appointment with the Cardiologist, and boy was it soooo cold with a sharp frost.

Of course, I protected the home with my due skills of observation and alert to every sound.

And dad is back on dialysis early on Tuesday afternoon, so that means another alert day and night,

Stay safe out there – all –x-

Wise

Kirra has a regal status, where ever she may pose. 

Art

 

 

We all like to see art, and my Kirra is no exception, she clearly has taken an interest here, although, me thinks, it is because she has an idea this is a cafe too.

Behind

 

Behind every gate, their is an invitation to enter.