narrow escape
esterday was very windy. When the gusts subsided in the evening that was my cue to flee our apartment's seasonless walls into the big, fat, sunsetted autumn waiting for me outside. Armed with rice pudding in one hand, spoon in the other, just a quick circle around the lake. Greebs frightened out of rushes into flight by my own, beavers diving beneath the cat tails, cyclists and hellos, leashes and dogs passing over the bridge, the rocks - all mixed about with cream and cinnamon and raisins and enough September air in me to last till morning. Now I can breathe.
1 Comments:
Sounds divine! I wish I could join you with a warm mug of Earl Grey :)
Xo Kel
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