Joys of Winter

bagitha I'm with you. Your word-picture is perfect.

Today
is a red-letter day
THE cats have come home!
Mother and her girls
crouching low
pretending to be invisible
inside the cage
delivered to our door.
They have survived
an ordeal
as indeed have we -
but here they are
ready to return
to their forest home.
Slowly but surely
the cage is opened -
for a heartbeat
they remain frozen
eyes wide
and then...
all three make a dash
through the fence
into the wood -
fast-beating hearts and
little legs carrying them
to well-deserved
freedom...

nice words dudes.
I did, Jeni even before you asked.
It was market day and I never got to the gallery. Had a very reassuring trip to the planning dept (they were so lovely and no, there is no site access to new bungalow across the end of the drive here) and bought a skirt in M and S (the staff are so lovely. It is not M and S that is the problem it is MK!)
I heard black country accents along with Punjabi and other Asian languages.

I also saw:

Apartments blocks muscling up around the canal basin
Fine buildings turned to bars
Pawnbrokers and slot machine arcades
A wide hipped church with a coffee shop
A fine Victorian arcade with fishmongers and and a fancy tea room
A Unison branch in the high street
A market bustling with Friday shoppers
Cheap new clothes at £2.99
Sad old clothes at £2.99
The bright splash of a sari stall
A Romany Gypsy waiting for business in her tent
Scots Bonnet Chillies and yams alongside cabbages and beets

That's wassoll fer ya!

lovely colourful and soundful picture, jess.

Hope you enjoyed jeni.

I did thanks