Cats of Visby

So I’ve been thinking about how often I see cats in Visby, though I’m not sure it there are a lot of them or if it’s the same once I see over and over. (One I know I see sometimes because it likes to lay on a bench outside one of the cafés in hopes of being petted by the visitors. He must love tourist season.) Anyway, I’ve also been thinking that it could be nice to try and capture the cats on photo and maybe do some kind of small project with the photos, or just photograph them because it’s nice and who doesn’t love a cute cat picture.

Today when I walked with my camera to photograph some of the ruins (I’ll show you those pictures another day when I haven’t been awake all night) I thought about the cats again and the possibility of taking their photos. And what do I see if not a cat?! Of course I had to take som photos of it and they turned out pretty good and now I feel like maybe it was a signt that my cat-idea is a good idea. I guess we’ll see what happends.

When I got home and looked at the photos I thought that one of them might look quite good in black and white so I tried that. And, wow, was I right! The picture was cute before but now I think it looks really great. Maybe another sign? 🙂

Cats of Visby | Green Dragon Books

Therapeutic bird photography

Fluffungar 1

Something happened today which made me very sad and upset. I wont talk about what it was because that isn’t really that important right now and I don’t want to burden others with it (especially when I feel it’s very easy to take the other persons side).

 Kaja   Rödnäbb           

Needless to say I felt like curling up under my cover, eat ice cream, watch horror (for some reason I often feel like watching horror when I’m sad) and maybe cry a bit (more). But I talked to my mom and she said No.


      Duva   Fiskmås

“Take your camera with you and take a walk. Search for spring. Be amazed over what has happend since you looked for it the last time. Make a photo collage on a theme, maybe a colour or a shape or a size. I look forward to seeing it.”

Gråsparv    Kråka

I groaned a bit and said I didn’t feel like it. To leave the bed, get dressed and go OUTSIDE felt like to big of a task at that moment. But I did it anyway. I took my camera, my new telephoto lens and I went in search of birds. And it made me feel so much better. I would probably had felt better after some ice cream and murder too, but this way it went much faster and much less of the sadness was left (even though I’m still upset over what happened).

Måne   Fluffungar 2

So thank you again, mom. (This is probably the fifth time and the third place I’ve thanked her). I really love you and I look forward to seeing you the day after tomorrow.

Flock 2   Gulsparv

Duvpar   Flock 1

Blåmes   Skata