It was 12 degrees this morning. The power went off at 6:24 a.m. We bundled up in our quilts. The TV was silent - the furnace was silent also. By the light from outside, we read our books and waited. My feet and nose got cold.
At 9:54 a.m., the lights came on...the furnace started. The pipes won't freeze.
Now it's dusk - the picture outside my window is in black, white and shades of gray. The air is cold - the flag barely moves. There are gun shots...they hunt. Be safe and run and hide. Let the darkness protect you.
At 9:54 a.m., the lights came on...the furnace started. The pipes won't freeze.
Now it's dusk - the picture outside my window is in black, white and shades of gray. The air is cold - the flag barely moves. There are gun shots...they hunt. Be safe and run and hide. Let the darkness protect you.
but the darkness is scary sometimes. it wont always protect you, will it??
ReplyDeletethe darkness scares me sometimes but protects my four-legged friends...
ReplyDeletewell, they seem to accept it and go with it. maybe its just a camaraderie between them..
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