Written for: Sunday Whirl #489 Words: check, dry, sleeping, haze, spine, silence, risk, bank, when, yard, metal, head He sleeps in silence, spine curved under a hazy sun. His head rests on a peacock blue backyard pillow. Far in the distance, a bank of mountains wears a metallic gleam when the sun nudges haze aside. He opens an eye to check the dry sky, and decides he can risk a longer snooze in silence. https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/
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Oh, that was nice! I am picturing a lazy cat.
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He certainly can be drawn in. Thanks, Lisa.
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Very nicely done!! Good to see you–Happy New Year!
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Thanks, Jael! Hope this new year is full of good changes.
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I have great faith!
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One of the luxuries in life is to have forty winks where possible. In view of the lockdown, it may be over indulgence in some cases. Nice write Sara!
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Thanks, Hank! Sometimes I do not want to get out of bed, even knowing I have things I can do.
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