right now: there is the drone of airplanes reverberating overhead. my computer clicks and pings and tick tocks with the ikea clock on the wall. a duet. there are some birds -cardinals -out in our tiny back yard. a car rolls by on the wet road.
Spring has blown in on a sea breeze, wet and windy. The lilacs have come and gone. The bush is now home to the cardinals, who no longer are worried by the cat.
I sit on the corner of my brown leather couch with the wide arms, upon which rests my sewing stuff. I stitch, I write. I read a few emails. A project is launched. A morning passes.
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