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The road home

Home is not a place remembered, but a feeling renewed—the hills, the rain, and a quiet welcome waiting before you arrive. Hamlet - misty val...

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

When the cats are away

All the cats are busy preparing for the farewell of "The Tomcat". So us mice are having gala free time. Way beyond the lunch hour. Hushed whispers growing louder. Muted laughters sonorous. Very many grapevines sprouting. The clowder fretting, the nest celebrating.


8 comments:

Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.