At Twilight

This is a riff based on one of my cats, Albro. She was found when my husband and I were on a bike ride between his house in G-town and my house in Rainier Beach. Beacon Hill is between the two houses. One road twists up and down the hill. On that very busy street, my husband stopped on the way down. "Did you see that kitten back there?" "What kitten?" To me everything is a blur when I am moving, even with my glasses on. He led me to where one little kitten huddled, looking too scared to cross the street. We plopped it in the bike basket I had on the front of my bike and proceeded to his house. The little kitten sounded like a pidgeon and called Memph whenever I rode over a bump. Had I been more original, she may have been named Memphis. Instead, she is named after the street I thought we were on, Albro. It turns out that the street Swift twist and turns and becomes three other streets before becoming Othello. You turn on Albro to get to Swift. Still, I like the name better than Swift, which sounds like a cleaning product.

The original idea had the background a little darker. I may still change it. It is still for sale...

Some people don't like the eyes looking up