From the Hebrides, c. 1930, Iain the herd boy with his cat, Eachunn.
A friend in Scotland sent me this postcard last week. For framing, definitely. If he is still alive, Iain would be very old now.
It reminded me of a June evening in Italy ten years ago ...
... when the man behind the counter of a small hardware shop - I was trying to buy batteries - allowed me to take a snap of him and his cat. He nodded when I asked if I could photograph the animal, scooped up the sleeping feline from his place on the counter and led us outside.
Not a good shot, technically speaking (what is that thing that seems to be coming out of the young man’s ears?). The day was fading fast and the cat was struggling to get down. I think the obliging shopkeeper was happy though and I certainly was.
Something about this combination of men (or boys) and cats undoes me. The two cats appear to be startled and pissed-off respectively, but look at the expressions on the faces of the humans .....
