Monday, August 16, 2010

Mothered by a warm breeze

Tired and flat and hiccupy after an enervating week and too much emotion, I managed to force myself to put the cleaning rag down and sit out on the deck in the darkness for ten minutes.

I was rewarded by a warm breeze cooling me off, playing a soft melody on the pewter wind chimes.  And crickets.

Thank you August.

I will not have a meltdown and spoil what's left of you.

Because you won't let me, will you.

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