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Lovely Watchers
Clothilde the charming pink chicken greets me of a morning,
With Porque squeaking a cheery hello to brighten up the cold
(which he is not accustomed to).
Hermie nestles next to Milo, their spikes mingling companionably,
While Henrietta and Captain Jack
lean against the wall, seductively oozing rubber sleaze.
A single gull flies captive within the white and
turquoise of the room, keeping a weather eye over me,
as he did over my Father for years and years.
A pair of baby seals snuggle atop the dresser,
While Bun Bun and Mommy’s Bear warm the bed,
Rudolfo prickling in the covers at its foot.
“They” lie in wait between the windows,
and I drape myself in baby ducks each morning.
It is
a very full
and lovely bedroom.
Still awaiting spring. Sigh. It’s not going to get out of the 50s for a week, which is very unusual for this time of year. But what they’ve always said about Colorado is “If you don’t like the weather, wait a minute.” However, the light is lovely reflecting dully off the snow. I have told MKL that next year, I want to learn to ski, so that I can find some pleasure in the cold. If my ankle ever heals. Sigh. Can you tell I have a case of the gloomies? And so, as I do when I have the gloomies, I revert to sea dreams.
Surf City, North Carolina.
Quote of the Day: “Life is absolutely, mysteriously beautiful.” — Tom Spanbauer
Daily gratitudes:
Light
Cooking without burning things
Elisa’s daughter
Snowflakes in my hair
Old movies on snowy nights
Happiness in Kelsea’s voice
