It’s sunny. I alternate between lying on jane’s lap and sun patches. Jane hasn’t been clattering on keys at all. She has a paper internet in her hands. Much quieter.
After a while I toddle off and go watch the wind move the grasses on the balcony.
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Musette said
I enjoy the poetry in your posts, Valderbar!
Beau said
Very peaceful and restful sounding!