In the morning
before anyone else is awake.
Except the cats
I get to draw
and muse about life.
Sometimes I knit
if the weather is nice.
Outside
so I can watch the cats play.
Otherwise
I sit inside
and enjoy
my quiet time.
In the morning
before anyone else is awake.
Except the cats
I get to draw
and muse about life.
Sometimes I knit
if the weather is nice.
Outside
so I can watch the cats play.
Otherwise
I sit inside
and enjoy
my quiet time.
Juggling schedules.
Working with the changing weather.
More chocolate cravings.
Pumpkin spiced with nutmeg pies!
Other things spiced with nutmeg.
Food for the soul.
Hearty and delicious.
See the pumpkins begin to glow.
The leaves falling.
Resting in the gold and reds
before the snow begins to fall.
“Sick” is the excuse she uses.
Can I truly believe her?
Even though I have important things to do
They are all put aside to deal with my “sick” child.
Maybe tomorrow will be a better day.
Or maybe I will be “sick” too.
Confusion always reigns
in this household.
Why was that chore not done?
Who’s turn is it to do the dishes?
Am I the only one dong the errands?
Now with the political chaos
things are even more befuddled.
Sigh.
I have a roof over my head.
I have food to eat.
There is vehicle I can drive.
I have clothes to wear.
I have chances to wash things.
Including myself.
I have friends who care about me.
My world is small
but there are many large things in it.
Why is it that someone thinks they can do whatever they want?
What gives them that right?
I live here!
I don’t think you do.
Get out of my spot or revenge will be taken!
Or the throw back line will be used…
“You won’t like me when I’m angry!”
At the screen
my buttocks hurt.
The pillow slips
and I have to get up to readjust.
The arms of the chair
are so worn
the wood
peeks through the fabric covering.
At least the back still holds
and has not fallen off.
Yet.
The two I know.
Two more have shown up.
Beautiful colouring.
In the end
my two must stay inside
so I do not have any scratched faces.
Trust has been broken.
Do you believe them now?
Is it possible to still trust them?
Somedays it is hard to say.
So one day at a time
As they say.
It was yesterday
but not yesterday.
the day before yesterday
or the day before that.
Some yesterday
anyways.