i'm not sure how it started.
i'd been taking pictures of some flowers nearby whilst listening to a podcast.
an intent to console, or at least still, my heart...
i think i complimented her look.
she was very sweet
and began to speak to me of her trials as a school child, and how she persevered to overcome the cruelty and unkindness.
she is lucky to have had that strength of character.
not every one survives
she is beautiful.
(but not for her surface)
union square park
august 18, 2015
a not so gritty kitty who does live in the city....a (properly) roaming khaat whose eye loves to linger... take pictures....& bake challah!