Re: Come have a sit down with me around the Pot Bellied Stove and talk story.
I live in a sleepy little town on Long Island. I wake just prior to the sun. I find my way downstairs in the darkness and light a fire just before I brew a pot of coffee.
I call out to my girls, Tallulah Belle and Daisy Mae, and let them out through the mud room door. Into the rear yard they romp, their paws swishing the dew covered grass, as they search curiously through the fallen leaves that have now darned their autum colors. The steam from the coffee nuzzles my nose as I rock on the porch swing and enjoy the serene morning my life has afforded me.
Peace and harmony to all....Topper
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