Early morning blues and grays... Im sitting here sipping on leftover coffee with a matchbox hole in my soul. Here watching the fog roll in as my dog shows incredible restrain not barking his fool head off staring down a black and white spotted cat as it strolls past him on the outside. The cat quietly turns and looks Pierre squarely in the eye. Pierres whole body quivers and a slight growl is heard as it slips past his teeth. The feline shrugs and slips away into the ever graying fog. Other than that all is quiet. No air conditioner running. No appliances buzzing, grinding, humming or gurgling. No TV... No sounds from Mother Nature, either. No toads, no birds, no crickets or cicadas. Kinda nice... as Sundays should be!
Posted on: Sun, 12 Oct 2014 12:14:16 +0000
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