Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Saturday, 10 January 2015
A black cat in Brittany
I was looking again at the picture of our first time in Brittany (as you know, I have recently renewed with an old obsession about the place) and I found this picture I took of a black cat. I am not sure if I took it near Brocéliande, but the whole Brittany is a mythical place. This picture dates back from 2008. It fascinates me, first because it shows that my love for cats in general and black cats in particular is a fairly old thing. The cat my housemate had in Liverpool was black too. But I am fascinated by the picture because it is a black cat in the country of myths and legends, black cats being of course associated with the supernatural, often in a negative way, but sometimes a positive one too. When I adopt a cat again, there is a good chance he will be black. And I might give him a Celtic name and/or a name from the Arthurian legend.