I am sitting on the back porch. The day is overcast. It is the weekend, a Saturday, and Attila was mandated to work today, so he is at work. I can hear the birds singing. I’ve seen a cardinal couple this morning, they flew across the back neighbour’s yard and into the trees. The rabbits… Continue reading Paradise
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Kitchen Magic
It has been nine days since I have left these four walls. Time passes without notice. Tonight I am restless, and awake, and I notice. How strange to think, that there are crowded streets, ceaseless lights, and bustle all over the planet, when here the white silence stretches into the black night. Even the bears… Continue reading Kitchen Magic