wood floored room

No mistake, awake, get up, turn the sons alarm off.

It is six thirty, and he sleeps on oblivious of the nasty grating sound.

Saturday today, a free day, a day to go nowhere, to do nothing, or to relax

The cat is crowing for attention, purring her comments on the situation.

Outside the window, all is white a small amount of snow that has not melted yet because of the cold weather.

The son is up, he is wearing a T - shirt with a picture of a lion on it.

He wants to go to the café in town, for a cup of cocoa.

So say that this will be in half an hour, get the computer write these notes.

The cat is sitting in the window, looking out, criticising the weather or  the white colour of the street.

Open the inside window, open the inset window, the cat pushes it's head out, and looks. Then she realises that it is cold, and uncomfortable.

So close the window, and the cat purrs.

This is a quiet morning in the wood floored room.