Saturday, 13 August 2016

obrigado

happy.
satisfied
content

peace on a Saturday morning, eight twenty three.
Ticking of clocks, wooden floors and an open piano

The son and his piano practice, five minutes a day would be enough, four hours is too much!

The secretary sold to me by a man in Munich some years ago.
Yellow and brown veneers.
Not an antique, no famous furniture maker.
But nice

It is the peace of the early morning that is important.
The two french clocks telling the time, well away from the constructional limitations to their accuracy.
But they run, and what are a few seconds every month?

The cat calls, it would like feeding.

Two minutes have past,
Dong Dong from Martin's church, down the alley, the view always pictured by the tourists.
They show their appreciation by adding the image to their mobile 'phone's collection.
But there are none there today.

And now the others get up, sounds of the cat being fed.
Pouring coffee, from the pot made earlier,
the day will run it's course.

There will be a need to go to the bank, collect cash for the weeks obligations.
obrigado,

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