|
|
Friday |
back on maui, the view was wide and flat. here in seattle it is narrower. we call this space next to our place The Trench. it serves as a workshop and smoking lounge, as well as Miso's entrance. as i got outside she was heading up her custom ramp but changed her mind and i coaxed her onto my lap where she buried her face and fell asleep. my cigarette was quickly spent but prime directive is thou shalt not disturb a napping cat so i sat and shivered in t-shirt, counted my blessings as i watched the leaves spin and fall. |
 |
