I had a completely different post planned for today, about friends and delicious food and social ineptness (mine, not theirs), but plans are made to be broken. Yes, yes, I know that it is rules that are made to be broken but plans, rules, what's the difference once they are broken?
Instead, the Morning Effect, completely unplanned except knowing that it, morning, was arriving, swept out all else from my brain and soul, loosely connected as they are. This is why. It's all the cat's fault, she made me see it. Again. And I thank her.
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I put this in my bank. I am very wealthy. |
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Good morning, beautiful! |
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Lined up like... |
Then I came back inside, still thinking to go with the post plan, plus new additions. And then I looked out the window, musing, losing track and there he was. Or she. Does it matter? No it does not. I was drawn outside by strong invisible cords to the water. I gave up and gave in. Here you go. Add your own captions, por favor.
Have a turn it loose Thursday. Do something terrifically tumbly.
3rd egret shot:
ReplyDelete"I'm too sexy for my wings! Too sexy for my wings!"
You should have heard the rest of the songs!
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