Stories

A distant glimpse of this couple with their hounds, not really visible to the naked eye, apparent only afterwards, caught in our shared appreciation of the sun gilded clouds.
My mind wandered as far as Missy and Me today on our alloted walk from the door. Nearly all of the words I think I want to say are written now, but many still stand isolated and need to be woven into the whole, I'm still tinkering with the direction and flow.
But mostly I now need to find an appreciable distance, till they're almost out of sight, and then try and see them anew, try and conclude if there's really a tale worth telling in there.