Tea Cat

Gray and rainy all day. Would have wanted to just stay in, read and write, and drink pots and pots of tea as per our miniature lucky cat's suggestion--

Instead, had to go in to the salt mines. Had meetings coming out of my ears.

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Here is "Landscape, with Small Flakes and Far-off Bandoneon", yesterday's poem-response to The Morning Porch; and "Sentence", today's poem.