Noir

I only want black
strong tea, I am puzzled why.
Plenty of choices.



We heard the crunching crinkling sounds, cat decided that the bin for odds & ends - some plastic, some paper, by the front door, where my jacket got thrown as well, was a lovely place to curl up for a quick nap.



When I got up this morning, D still slept. He'd been up through the night. For a while I looked for Moby. Mystery solved. Wool, warm, lumpy, and one of his people asleep. He gotten D up in the night, patting at his mustache insistently.