Thursday, September 26, 2019

Autumn, 2019

The windows are open and I just felt autumn's billow.

It was a fresh wind that blew through the house; like a greyhound digging in at the top of the stretch.

There's nothing like having your feet warmed by your dog.

Except perhaps knowing that he will be ready to do it again after he plants his feet in the snow before you do

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