The dog days of summer take a whole new meaning as the dog is sleeping peacefully on the bed. Where I would like to be if sleep would quit alluding me. Instead I am downstairs in my office writing. Waiting to greet another prairie dawn with coffee cup in hand as the sun rises warm and inviting to greet another brilliant beach filled, summer day. Not! According to the weather man we're in for another bout of abnormally cool days. So with the dog days - summer's hottest days on a hiatus - I think the dog has the right idea!
Ryshia
www.ryshiakennie.com
1 comment:
Oh no. Look at the bright side. You still have the coffee and continue writing year round. ;-)
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