Driada
Added 2022-02-18 14:09:23 +0000 UTCSound of murmuring brook and dancing grass.
Wind gently playing with hair like with clouds above.
Sun lovely caressing skin.
Sitting there, with wonderful early Spring atmosphere, my memory ran to Driada. For me she was always cat-non-cat. Such delicate character with so strong spirit. Always quiet with mesmerising gaze. Deadly hunter, even for rats. And her smell... Through aromas her fur talked stories. Forest mixed with Wind with fragrance note of her very own, unforgettable and unique smell... Oh, how I loved to sink and get intoxicated by it...
Funny thing, that I'd never wanted to live with cat. I tolerate cats, like them, but I didn't feel the need to share my space with any of them. Life in difficult conditions, where mice started to eat our books, forced the decision about taking "cat". With her it was absolutely unexpected love for the first sight. By the way, do you believe in such? Or this is only book/movie idea?
