The sun was setting.
It dipped beneath the clouds. And in an instant, as it touched the cheetah cubs face, you knew it was special.
And then it was gone.
Just like the moment.
Beautiful image
I like cats — not a pet person, but like cats.
beautiful indeed
PIED BEAUTY
Glory be to God for dappled things --
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced--fold, fallow, and plough;
And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim.
All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
Praise him.
it's all love