Friday, March 15, 2013

I was away

And now I am home.
And I awake in the early morning hours to the sounds of my farm.
The sound of kitten purrs, the furnace kicking in, a late traveler on the road outside & quiet.

Work took me away to the inside of a city, a sad hotel room, tables & chairs and meetings.

And now I am home. If I could purr, I would.

My little shelf I like to call
"Ode to my farm" alter of sorts.

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