we took a day off from cleaning at the Old Cowboy's.
for Her, a Goat day
for me, Cloth. The Earth Pocket.
and then, almost Suddenly, but not really, there was this. GREAT vertical and horizontal lightning strikes, GREAT flow of Storm over the rim and She ran, with them, the Goats, through their cooridor, in Her copper glitter flip flops. And stayed there with them, singing, until it was done.
I could NOT ask for a more perfect day. I could not ask for one single thing more in this lifetime. THIS DAY is enough.
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