Silence on a sunny Sunday morning, nobody but the father of the family is awake yet today. The cat is silent too.
The weather has changed, it is cooler. The year is moving on, it is darker in the morning.
And the town is enjoying it's Sunday morning rest.
A noisy pigeon coos in the distance.
Think of the work that has been done. One of three rooms is nearing completion.
Think of the work that needs to be done.
Make another cup of coffee, set the brillie clocks.
Both loose time. They are old. They need maintenance
And then sit down again.
At a loss,
No idea what to tell the people from France and Portugal and the United States who read this regularly.
No idea at all.
The weather has changed, it is cooler. The year is moving on, it is darker in the morning.
And the town is enjoying it's Sunday morning rest.
A noisy pigeon coos in the distance.
Think of the work that has been done. One of three rooms is nearing completion.
Think of the work that needs to be done.
Make another cup of coffee, set the brillie clocks.
Both loose time. They are old. They need maintenance
And then sit down again.
At a loss,
No idea what to tell the people from France and Portugal and the United States who read this regularly.
No idea at all.
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