Slow Friday
โฆand a surprise visit
(A macro photograph of my fraying dress, that I love to wear)
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I had the entirety of today off. No plans. At all.
Just two teens sleeping in. A pup obsessed with eating grass. A partner working in their office. And a backyard for said dog to eat said grass.
While we were outside the poplar started shimmering in the wind.
My dog was sitting next to me, and stated her slow โhey there is something out of the ordinaryโ growl.
I looked to where she was looking and a doe and a fawn walked into the miniature forest that is my backyard.
I told my pup to chill and she did. And we just looked at each other. Me and the mom. She quickly assessed that me and my dog companion werenโt a threat and gently kept moving her young across our backyard.
It was beautiful.
I think thatโs all Iโll write for today.
The tiny book prompt is:
๐๐๐#235 by Luci Johnson is open for writing upon.
Hiss or Kiss
I hope your Friday was gentle.
Heart,
Wake



I find the sound of wind in trees so soothing! Thank you! Iโm glad you had a day to regulate your nervous system! And what lovely visitors! ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐พ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐๐๐๏ธ๐๏ธ
Hiss or Kiss
Place: a tangled spot in the garden
Time: Last summer, as human got close whilst weeding
Sound: Hisssssssssss!
Big pink two-legged creature backs off,
Preferring not the kiss of fang or snapping reptilian jaws.