The ravens of the air and the lilies of the field

I’m just sitting here, watching the day draw to its end. It’s happening sooner and sooner now that September is here. From my window, I see my little half-circle of sunflowers–both real and metallic. There’s also a windmill, a birdfeeder, and an LED light that…

After forty years

He brings me tea, with just enough ice After nearly forty years, this is quite nice. He sprays my feet, then covers my tootsies After nearly forty years, we still play footsies. He covers me at night, temperature appropriately set After nearly forty years, he…