I have no idea what I was thinking when I drew this, but I’m blaming English for being a crazy language full of homophones. Not suitable for vegans.
Marshmellow Marshmalicious
I have no idea what I was thinking when I drew this, but I’m blaming English for being a crazy language full of homophones. Not suitable for vegans.
It’s scary posting music in a public space, but this afternoon I decided to record a world-jazz-funk-fusion version of Summertime by George Gershwin and thought it’d be nice to share.
The aim of this really was just to create something that I was happy with, within a deadline of a few hours and to build confidence.
I’ve been quite self conscious about singing solo since secondary school – I know so many talented singers and if I try to compare myself to them then I lose half of my confidence. I tend to deal with the doubt by acknowledging that everybody’s voice is completely unique and that I might as well do my best, but sometimes the confidence still goes.
It’s even more bizarre when you consider that I’d be quite happy to stand in front of thousands or millions of people playing the flute.
The clarinet’s still a work in progress in terms of learning, but I stuck it in there just for fun!
This is a photo of my cat, Mouse, from back when she was only a year or two old. True to her name, she’s small and timid, but she’s really affectionate and reliably appears at the sound of a cat food tin being opened!
Mouse was the only grey kitten in a litter of mostly black kittens and her mum didn’t seem to like her very much (her mum used to remove Mouse from the litter and dump her in the middle of the floor somewhere else), so we ended up giving her cat milk and weaning her on to food a bit early. She’ll usually come over if you click your fingers because that’s what I used to do just before I gave her kitten biscuits.
Hope the picture made you smile and feel free to link me to pictures/blog posts of your cats doing funny, cute and amusing things in the comments! I might link to some of my favourites in next week’s #caturday blog. 🙂
A few weeks ago our chicks hatched and here’s how they look now!
The chicks have been called Aslan, Fluffo and Shakespeare and seem to be quite happy pottering around the garden with mum! We had to put a finer wire mesh over the top of their run because Shakespeare kept escaping and we were worried that the cats might eat him if he did it again. One of the chicks also seems to like ‘piggy-back rides’ and will just sit on mother hen while she’s looking for food.
I think I’ve also managed to accidentally prove that chicks are basically baby dinosaur descendants. I mean… just look how freaky this one is when it looks directly at me.
Admittedly it might have just been a bit cross because I didn’t have any worms and I’d just interrupted it’s daily routine of wandering around the chicken run for hours, but I’m not sure I deserved this level of ANGRY GLARE! At least it’s not big enough to eat me!
More baby birds soon. I need to tell you about ‘Pidge’! x