When it comes to heights, I’m a bit of an acrophobe. When I went to the Blarney Castle – determined to kiss the famed stone that endows the kisser with the gift of gab – it took a strange Irish man, my husband-to-be, and my future father-in-law ten minutes to coax me to smooch the stone.
Unlike me, this photogenic feline (or mačka in Croatian) is indeed no scaredy cat! For a few minutes, I watched from down below, trying to coax her away from the roof of a stone building she was sunning on. Fortunately, she didn’t jump to the shutter, which was precariously blowing in the breeze.
Tricia A. Mitchell is a freelance writer and photographer. Born in Europe but raised in the United States, she has lived in Valletta, Malta; Heidelberg, Germany; and Split, Croatia. An avid globetrotter who has visited more than 65 countries, she has a penchant for off-season travel. Tricia has learned that travel’s greatest gift is not sightseeing, rather it is the interactions with people. Some of her most memorable experiences have been sharing a bottle of champagne with distant French cousins in Lorraine, learning how to milk goats in a sleepy Bulgarian village, and ringing in the Vietnamese New Year with a Hanoi family. She welcomes any opportunity to practice French and German, and she loves delving into a place’s history and artisanal food scene.
A former education administrator and training specialist, Tricia has a bachelor’s degree in elementary education and a master’s degree in international relations. She and her husband, Shawn, married in the ruins of a snowy German castle. They’ve been known to escape winter by basing themselves in coastal Croatia or Southeast Asia.
Her writing has appeared in Fodor’s Travel, Frommer’s, and International Living.
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18 thoughts on “Photo du Jour: Living on the Edge – Trogir, Croatia”
Ooh, that is a scary perch! But don’t cats always land on their feet? :-)
Lynne, I think kitty was assessing whether or not he could jump to the neighboring shutter, but perhaps spotted a plump critter running by? The locals must have found me a bit odd for spying on this rooftop action for so long.
Lovely photograph Tricia! Cats have an almost suicidal love for heights! Mine was always perched at the edge of our window sill. Once she fell from the third floor, landed on her feet and waited for us to go downstairs to pick her up! It is nerve-racking watching her every time she goes near a window :)
Maria, having grown up with dogs, I wasn’t that familiar with cat behavior, so this had me quite nervous! In Germany, I lived in a 4th floor (5th floor American) apartment and I’d sometimes see other neighborhood felines on rooftop perches.
What a gymnast your cat is! Glad she landed unscathed.
Thanks for stopping by, and hope you have a lovely weekend in Spain :) I’m happy to report that kitty descended safely (not without raising my blood pressure for a while though).
I would’ve found myself staying there all day, ready to catch her if she did ever jump (or fall – not that any cat is any kind of clumsy). Beautiful shots, Tricia, as always.
Thanks, Sid – I must confess that I stood there ’til she walked away from the edge too. The locals gave me curious looks – I suppose it’s a common sight to see the cats acting like tightrope artists on these old roofs?
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Ooh, that is a scary perch! But don’t cats always land on their feet? :-)
That’s what Mark says (below), Madhu, but it surely would’ve been a long drop. Certainly, it was a lovely day for sunbathing!
Great cat photos. Wonder what he sees in that last photo…almost ready to pounce a la air.
Lynne, I think kitty was assessing whether or not he could jump to the neighboring shutter, but perhaps spotted a plump critter running by? The locals must have found me a bit odd for spying on this rooftop action for so long.
Look at the kitty! Oh that’s wild! Excellent!
Quite a daredevil, wasn’t she? Now, if only I can muster up the courage to ascend the local bell tower, which is reputed to be quite frightening!
OMG, please don’t fall or jump!
No need for despair – the cat escaped unharmed, Norunn. :)
It’s ok they always land on their feet.
Mark, my family never had cats growing up, so I wasn’t sure what to expect. A ‘jumping sheet’ (as firemen previously used) would’ve come in handy.
Lovely photograph Tricia! Cats have an almost suicidal love for heights! Mine was always perched at the edge of our window sill. Once she fell from the third floor, landed on her feet and waited for us to go downstairs to pick her up! It is nerve-racking watching her every time she goes near a window :)
Maria, having grown up with dogs, I wasn’t that familiar with cat behavior, so this had me quite nervous! In Germany, I lived in a 4th floor (5th floor American) apartment and I’d sometimes see other neighborhood felines on rooftop perches.
What a gymnast your cat is! Glad she landed unscathed.
Excellent photos :)
Thanks, Judy. I thought kitty’s color scheme meshed well with the stone buildings. :)
Oh, how cute! These photos just brightened my day. (I’m a sucker for cats :P)
Thanks for stopping by, and hope you have a lovely weekend in Spain :) I’m happy to report that kitty descended safely (not without raising my blood pressure for a while though).
I would’ve found myself staying there all day, ready to catch her if she did ever jump (or fall – not that any cat is any kind of clumsy). Beautiful shots, Tricia, as always.
Thanks, Sid – I must confess that I stood there ’til she walked away from the edge too. The locals gave me curious looks – I suppose it’s a common sight to see the cats acting like tightrope artists on these old roofs?