Saturday morning, as the pancakes were filling the house with that Saturday morning smell, as the blueberries settled through the batter and grazed the skillet on the other side with a staccato of sizzles, as she puttered through the midst of the preparations as she always does – close and meandering, underfoot and brimming with…
Author: thirdstoryies
different morning
Taking some time to jump on the bed this morning. Saturday feels different, it smells different, the later light looks different. I hope you took a few jumps on the bed, or maybe are even still stretching luxuriously under the covers.
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colors swirling down the drain watercolors e, 4 years old 19 january 2008