A fine, rainy day and I puttered through out it inside,
The dogs nearby, dozing in a heap by my feet.
Tired this day
From a cold and not enough sleep. Walk Arlo
By the wet field sides allowing the soft grays
To envelope me
In quietness and stillness of color and sound.
Allowing myself to slip softly through the hours
Okay with myself.
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