The Daily Drivel (vol.4 issue 20)

…Dateline The Cats Castle East Tennessee USA…

…What a wonderfully lazy Wednesday has ensued here in the Great Smoky Mountains…

…A meeting was taken and decision made early on that nothin but nothin was going to be accomplished today…

…We’re both nursing some aches and pains from working over the roadside market yesterday…

…Been several weeks without the harder labor that comes with our happy little place on the highway…

…A place where the sea of humanity washes up some folks to enjoy our beach for a short while…

…Truth be told I think they all come by for a few words and a smile from the Long Island Lady,but I could be a tad biased on the matter…

…It’s days like today when the mountains in my back yard are embraced by clouds and the life force of the blue planet rains down and washes away the old to make way for the new that gives one time for reflection…

…One can find their reflection in a mirror,in the eyes of a lover and if you know how to see in the drops of rain dancing down from the clouds to the mountain side on their way to river and sea…

…Life giving rains bringing forgiveness for winters woes watering the frozen world’s soul…

…What do you see and who will you be as springtime comes again to pass…

…In all of nature’s splendor it is only we humans that may render the choices of the day…

…To hide inside of self or take your freedom from the shelf and learn the mountain’s way…

……The Catsman(PhD school of hard knocks..Ret.)……

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