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Cats no less liquid than their shadows
Offer no angles to the wind.
They slip, diminished, neat through loopholes
Less than themselves; will not be pinned
To rules or routes for journeys; counter
Attack with non-resistance; twist
Enticing(ly) through the curving fingers
And leave an angered empty fist.
They wait obsequious as darkness
Quick to retire, quick to return;
Admit no aim or ethics; flatter
With reservations; will not learn
To answer to their names; are seldom
Truly owned (omitted).
Cats no less liquid than their shadows
Offer no angles to the wind.
~ A. S. J. Tessimond, "Cats"
Click on "All Sizes" to lock eyes with the tantalizing Pixie--& look closely at her darling little nose!
Painted mini gourd ornament
These are hand made OOAK craft by Karikatzi, please do not copy my ideas! Visit www.Karikatzi.Etsy.com to request an order
These charming fairy house night lights are crafted from locally grown dried gourd, then hand painted, varnished and decorated.
Walking the National Mall for a good looking whippet like Pixie can be too much. Too many annoying dogs, too many annoying tourists, at some point you just have to let it all out.
The Cadeby Light Railway was a narrow gauge railway in the garden of the rectory in Cadeby, Leicestershire.
In the early 1960s the Reverend Teddy Boston became rector of All Saints' Church, Cadeby. Boston was a lifelong railway enthusiast and wanted to build a miniature railway in his new garden, but the cost proved prohibitive. Instead he searched for a full-sized narrow-gauge locomotive. In 1962 he purchased Pixie, a W.G. Bagnall 0-4-0ST from the Cranford quarry. The quarry owners donated a short length of track and two wagons and the Cadeby Light Railway was opened.
Over the years, the Rev. Boston built an extensive collection of ex-industrial narrow-gauge rolling stock which ran on the extremely short line in his garden. Although the Rev. Boston died in 1986, his widow Audrey kept the railway open for nearly twenty years, holding regular open days. The railway finally closed in 2005; subsequently the majority of the collection has been amalgamated with the Moseley Railway Trust at the Apedale Community Country Park, though it wasn't revealed what happened to Pixie.
Meet my newest little pixie!
She's just five inches tall, and is wired to make her poseable.
This particular little one was requested to be left naked and bald so her new guardian can make her a wig and dress her!
That didn't stop her from trying on a pretty dress made by 62kitty though (you can find her here on flickr!).
Did I mention this little pixie fits most pukipuki sized clothes? :)
Las hermanas que vienen de la nieve están tristes porque aquí no hay ni gota me las tendré que llevar a Suiza.
Bem, se ficou bom, se está no tamanho certo, eu não sei, só sei que é o meu primeiro blend e eu amei o resultado final, passei horas, dias, séculos alterando as camadas pra não deixar nada sobresair, e o resultado é esse. Prometo fazer um melhor na próxima vez!
I don't like her, but this shoot is fantastic. / thanks to thi, who helped me ♥ / see it full size please
Today is about Light- In every sense of the word. Outwardly it meant getting my hair cut waaaaay shorter into a pixie today. It feels fantastic! Next monday I'm heading back in to get my currently plum hair lightened and re-dyed into deep violet.
As usual, I can't make up my mind. Poor Pixie, I took off her mohair scalp (seen in pics below)... and tried on these two others that I was planning to put on future custom dolls. And I think I like these better....
D'oh!
And I always wanted a mohair weft scalp too... I guess I can save it for another doll later.
I fell into the Pixies just as they broke up as a band. I filled the void with Frank Black the solo artist and shared his fascination with UFOs and geeky culture. This shirt is from his first solo tour. It is still too big for me so I have no idea how I managed to wear it when I was a scrawny teen.
There was a little magic in their back yard. As it happens, it was the place where a little sister could turn her big sister into a princess and make her dance as if she were light as a feather.
And then she could make her dizzy and fall down. But that's another kind of Pixie Dust I'm told.
-Taken at a family session in Ft Dix NJ a few months ago. I absolutely adore this family and wanted to share one of my favorite little moments that happened during a wonderful afternoon with them.