when skies are gray
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Stumbled my way downstairs, had a drink, a snack, let the dog out.
Sat on the back porch watching him sniff around, thinking about ecology as a game for the privileged, feeling old & tired.
Lovely moon tonight.
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