He’s super cuddly and has the best whiskers.

This is Mowgli.

I’m grateful for the river I’ve been staying next to this past month. I love all the life that comes with it. The swans, the kingfisher, the heron, the egret. All the chatty jackdaws in the nearby trees - the birds are singing and dancing together now. Getting ready. They feel the warmth coming. I feel it too.

So long little flower kitties. Thanks for all the cuddles ❤️🧡💜💚💙

and calm…

Isn’t it amazing how the same cat can look so different in two shots? A definite bruiser in the first one I think. A sweet angel in the second 😄

Oh Muffin. What a perfect darling snuggle puffin you are 😻

Thanks for helping me with the flower arranging Fennel. Your mum and dad will like them I think. Nearly time to leave. I will miss your sweet nature and silky fur 😘

Rebel 😎

By now I’ve lost the use and feeling in my arm and my body’s lying in a really odd position gradually getting stiffer. If I move I disturb Muffin’s equilibrium and we can’t have that can we? Oh god, she’s really snuggled down now and she’s sooooo much heavier!

What I’ve learnt today - Don’t rush into things for fear of missing out, as tantalising as they may seem.

What I learnt today - Deep breaths of pure fresh air make me feel strong and alive.

Feeling springlike with my friend Fennel.

So, this is me, taking a moment in the middle of an epic dance around the house which I do everyday for at least an hour. This month I get to dance on a smooth marble floor too. Yummy. Dancing has helped my body so much. Made it stronger. I was born with legs to challenge me (weren’t we all born with something to test us?) and when I dance (to trance by the way) I go into a place of pure exuberance. I forget everything I can’t do and just move my body to the music. Without thinking. Simple. Just dance. Just disappear into the beat and fly with the melody. During that disappearance, everything becomes clear. I see my whole. My challenges. My dreams. What I can do and think I can’t do. And I work out solutions and give myself praise. I go on a reflective journey. My heart’s beating. My muscles move and shift with the rhythm. I pick my feet up because I want to. Because I can’t help it. I’m dancing and dreaming and smiling. The music makes me soar. Content, creative, immersed. At one with sound. It’s my solace. I’m grateful. Find out what sparks you. Then do it over and over. Things will happen. Magic. Longevity. Ideas. Possibilities. Grace. Whooooosh.

Here’s Muffin taking some moments outside after a long winter hiatus. I loved how frisky she was. Literally everything that moved in the breeze was a possibility. She nearly even climbed a tree. And this, for a fairly lazy cat, was impressive. Another miracle of spring 🌺

I literally became a child and had my first bubble bath in twenty years. A sensory explosion of soft tickly bubbly goodness. Are bubbles fascinating or what?! I’m hooked.

Hanging out and having tummy tickles

Fennel sleeps. Wow that nose. Yes it is as soft and luxurious as it looks 😻

Patient cats thinking of the possibilities

This is me with all my flaws. Bring it on. I’m ready to rock this. Cathedral style 😉

I just love conifer trees. Maybe I was a tree elf once. I’m literally drawn to their energy…

This is the room where the Magna Carter is kept. Apparently it’s a very important document.