The wondrous heather of the Yorkshire moors.
The Yorkshire moors where we lived at the time are famous for the heather that blooms in late summer. This is one of my favorite spots; I have no idea what this tower is or why it’s there, but it certainly inspires the imagination.
Lazy cat.
Yes; he’s lazy. All cats are lazy. He especially loved sleeping and lounging around. So do I.
Creature of the night.
Saw this little guy late one night, and couldn’t resist. My wife wasn’t too thrilled to learn that, instead of killing it, I took pictures of it. I disagree.
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