last night was a cardinal and an owl and one jingle bell cat.
rainy red feather juju -
i will leave it to you to decide the winner.
this morning is the first morning that feels like fall may actually be coming
and is full of sneezes and rain;
skye cat is hunkered down by the open front door, timing the seconds between raindrops,
deciding when or if to skitter out into the wet.
the only cat i've lived with who likes the rain,
she has been out once this morning, but once is never enough.
i too skittered out the door, taking momentary refuge beneath the stairs, umbrella fumbling fingers finally giving up and letting it rain down on me. accepting. revelling. feeling actually chilly when i ran back into the air conditioning. waking up.
it's still green out there, but the back yard is full of overnight fallen leaves. the gray day fills the house and lamps are on and something about their golden light calms me. good morning almost autumn.