Saturday
Aug172013
As fall creeps in upon us
Saturday, August 17, 2013 at 4:01PM
Outside, the air smells, feels and looks like fall. Green is still the dominant color in the birch and cottonwood leaves, but more and more leaves are turning yellow and even the green looks like old, worn out, green. It won't last much longer; nor will all that light pouring through the window. I am exhausted, been napping here on my reclining chair with Chicago, the Calico cat napping on my chest, Jim napping on my legs and Margie on the couch. Got to get up soon and go get my afternoon coffee. To do this, I must wake up the cats. I hate to wake the cats up. They are warm and cozy and snug. I hate to disturb them. I can probably sneak away without waking Margie, but I will wake the cats.