Sunday, 23 August 2009


I woke up sometime during the night, and felt a longing for my cat, Hanna. She passed away soon 20yrs ago. But I still miss her! She was a black & white cat, very cuddly and an expert on how to relax and enjoy life. Every morning she used to jump into my bed, lie on top of me and stretch herself as long as she possibly could and placed her nose against my neck. That is how I used to wake up in the mornings, with a tender moment with Hanna. I drew long lines along her stretched body and she tickled me with her breathing.
I snug up to my warm husband and eventually fell asleep again. My dear husband is allergic.

Rosepetals. They have dried but decided to let them be for a while as the scent is still strong.

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