happy saturday

It is Saturday morning and my house remains mostly still.
I hear the wind moving in the soft leaves of the trees outside.
Once in a while a light breeze rushes through the open window.
I hear birds too, chirping and chattering a late morning song.
The day is ahead of me, but I feel content in this moment
standing in my kitchen
writing these brief words
letting the world move around me.

With gratitude,


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