I Stepped Out For Air
My fingers were twitching. . .
I’d been writing for hours, and making progress, but it was time to restore circulation to the body.
I wandered out into the kitchen to get myself more ‘go-juice’. The room was awash with light.
The sun. It was out, and the sky was an amazing blue. Little, fluffy white clouds dotted the horizon. I recoiled (like the creature of the night that I am), and then, my inner cat demanded time in the rays.
I remembered to take my camera.
Enjoy, and happy Autumn everyone.
2 Responses to “I Stepped Out For Air”
I will draw that lonely bench under the red tree, someday!
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Thank you very much! Please post the drawing when you do. I’d love to see it.