“The sunbeam cut through the grayness and landed on a tussled pile of green like a spotlight. Where it shone, trees rose out of the ocean, as mysterious and unexpected as a shooting star.” ——— Read “Treegadoon” from ANIMAL VOICES, UNICORN WHISPERS: deepskyanchor.com/treegadoon-p...
oh, I am so careless, to have left this nice bun on the counter; it definitely isn't full of hot sauce Phoenix is not acknowledging the trap; it's beneath her Mako is trying to decide if that's a trap or not Trout either hasn't seen it or, more likely, is trying not to tip me off as to his heist
I need to go to my studio and draw but I'm sitting by the window in a sunbeam and my cat is asleep in my lap
And she's still growing out a haircut from a couple of months ago! She gets way fluffier than this....