Faith, our cat, has been missing for ten days now.
Through these long hot summer days, the garden has filled out, knitting across any lingering gaps with a gentle progression of colour.
A couple of days after returning from our recent week away, we lost our beloved cat Xander: another casualty to our ‘quiet’ country lane.
Summer has finally arrived, with a welcome run of long, hot sunny days which continue to stretch ahead of us.
Fresh snow continued to fall for the first few days and nights of this week, creating whirlwinds of white beneath the brooding skies.
No fresh snow fell overnight, though all night long the tireless winds blew about what was already on our hilltop.
The autumn equinox was everything a September day should be. The sun shone in a blue sky with a light breeze lifting the leaves on the trees and rippling gently through the garden.
With the arrival of a new cat (Faith), and inspired by a pattern I came upon online, I turned my hand to my first proper attempt at crochet, to make a ‘nest’ for her.
When we lost Willow, one of our sibling pair of two-year old cats, earlier this year, her brother Xander was devastated – as indeed we were.
We woke yesterday to discover that our lovely, gentle, happy cat Willow had been hit by a car just a few metres up our country lane. We buried her in the garden that she loved so much. Devastated.