Warm solitude
Posted in self
Tags :«There is little
more beautiful
than sitting
sheltered
from an
oncoming storm,
with the light of day
dimmed
to an early evening.
And the cool
of a summer breeze
easing the moisture
out of a hot day.
And me sitting at my table.
Writing.
There is nothing better.
Save,
perhaps,
the cry of a seagull
ripping the air apart.»
One of my favourite entries of Vivienne's I met you Yesterday.
Perfect settings.
Orig. Vivienne's I met you Yesterday dated April 16th, 2009.