November Darkness

November’s grey cuts through the cold…

Nothing is the feeling, yet not quite nothing… There is something here.

The cat ventured out today at 6a.m. when I returned and she came back when I got up at noon. Her belly fur was cold and wet and she was hungry, yet happy. She ate and purred, acknowledged my presence and then slept in her favorite chair.

So there’s that…

Dennis Mantin

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