Time for a break

Ok, enough about photography. I've written my final and that's that. I start the next course later in June and until then I can play, relax and have some fun.
Be sure to pop into the www.100interviews.blogspot.com and check out some of the fascinating people I've bumped into lately....

Have a great summer!

Here they are - my final projects

Ok. Here they are: The photos for my final assignment!

Had some fun in a field today

I love it when a friend volunteers to model for me. Meet Melissa Fox.

Three more for my final assignment

"Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living."
Anais Nin

The world as I see it - Part 2

He was a good cat

Busterpher "Mouse" Jones
1992 - 2007

Born in South Africa to a beautiful mother, Mommy cat, and abcent father, Mouse spent most of his kitten-hood living in Fish Hoek until 2000 when his human moved to Belgium and packed him and his three siblings up - with their mother and moved to the little town of Leuven. A shy, but loving cat, Mouse was rather intimidated by the large Flemmish pigeons, but enjoyed his European summer by sunning himself at the bottom of a large garden. Less than six months later his human moved again - this time to England. Mouse did not like this move because he spent six months living in quarantine - he never did like the Brits after that.
However, six months later he moved to the country where he was witness to the most fascinating animals including fox, pheasants and no doubt a badger or two.
When his human left two years later he once again went to a cattery, but this ended well because his human (pictured) found him on the internet and took him the lovely island of Bermuda. What bliss. Warm sunny days and even warmer evenings.
He spent the last three years of his wonderful life surrounded by loving humans and his sister and new adopted brother.
During his life, Mouse was never too busy to give love to his human, Mark. He tolerated his human mother Tricia, but over the last two years grew to love her too - allowing her to stroke him and give him love.
His favourite food was beef. He loved nothing more than lying on the coach with his human watching National Geographic and being treated to a lovely slice of ham or turkey.

Mouse - you were a good cat and we will miss you more than you can ever imagine. You were a part of our lives and we will think of you often - especially when we see a rather large Flemmish pigeon.

Mouse is survived by his sisters, Kimmy and Noo-noo (who live in England) and Cutie-Pie who still lives in Bermuda.

God bless the creatures great and especially the small.