3.12.2019

March 12, 2019

White Dog sat with me watching the rain. It was dreary and moody as night fell but our neighbors across the street had added a string of lights along the edge of their portal...and they cast a wet light that made their front porch seem like an impressionist painting. "Sometimes I so enjoy the gentle sadness," said my too much like momma Girl.

"Well on a brighter note on this damp night we are having a special dinner. Is everyone ok with mussels simmered broth with French fries baked in garlic oil?"

2 comments:

meowmeowmans said...

A good and delicious meal always makes things a bit less dreary! :)

Random Felines said...

mom used to like the rain but now she worries about all the animals outside and it is hard to enjoy it