Like many other bloggers have tried before me, I have suddenly been struck by real life, and find that I don´t have time to read a book a day and blog about it as well right now.
So what you see is what you get (today):
“The child flung his tricycle aside and toddled, laughing, towards the basking cat. The creature, sensing the impending assault on her dignity, stalked off with her tail disdainfully erect. She squeezed herself through the bars of the garden gate and headed towards some warm and inaccessible hiding place.
The child began to follow gleefully, but the wooden gate was shut fast, secured against his escape into the lane. He pressed his face against the bars of the gate and watched the cat stop to paw a butterfly, then disappear elegantly into the thick hedgerow opposite.
Then a great purring thing, a shiny black bulk, blocked his view of the lane as it stopped by the gate. The car door opened slowly and the driver climbed out, all the time watching the child, who stood and stared, mesmerized by the sight of the stranger. The driver opened the gate and, after looking round, stooped down to the child´s level, offering a hand that held something brightly coloured and desirable.”
Do you like the language and the perspective? So did I.
Do you want to hear more? So did I. This is an appetizer for an upcoming review of my latest find, Kate Ellis, The Merchant´s House. Buy it, read it, or wait to hear what I think about the rest.
And the photo? – my own, taken here in Thy yesterday. It is far from good enough to call it a “Beth Fish”, but if you know her blog and her Wordless Wednesdays, you will realize who inspired me.