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i sit and i stare
bending and leaning and straight
and then… there’s the fog 🦊❤️
I was sitting and petting Tommy in the early morning fog. Tommy was purring softly. A falling walnut clunked on a picnic table. A woodpecker was pounding and two squirrels were running up and down trees. Trees were going every which way into the sky. I could have sat and saw and heard something amazing forever… and there would always be more… 🦊❤️