It's dark and I'm in bed. The dishwashers's doing its thing --the rhythmic sound of the dryer is calming. I can smell the Downy dryer sheets from here.
My husband who's less than 18 inches from me is sleeping. His rhythmic breathing matches the dryer-- kind of. It's all very comforting.
The neighbors dog is barking to be let in. I don't blame him it's cold out tonight.
I must have not tied the recycle bin lid down securely as I hear an empty pop can rolling around on the deck. I should get up and go get it but I won't -- it's too cold outside.
Oh a coyote just howled - maybe we'll see snow this week?
The owls are talking to one another as well.
Everyone's got something to say tonight - even me.
Think the world will end on the 21st of December?
It ends for someone every day.
5 hours ago
2 comments:
You painted quite a picture with your words....Bet lots of people will charge their Christmas gifts this year...just in case the world comes to an end. LOL
This was perfect. I know exactly the sounds of familiar home you talk about.
Post. Will ya?
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