This shot taken today, maybe yesterday at noon of this gorgeous bloom in my front garden basking in the November sunshine. Nikon D50 and all associated settings.
The only light on in the room is the one over my desk while Seals and Croft play Summer Breeze. Baby’s head on my left shoulder and Snow cat asleep on the floor near my feet in a curled supine position. She tends to sleep on her back like that with not a care in the world. The cool autumn air is felt on my skin from the front door I left open. I like nights like this.
Tonight’s moon is strung up over the highschool football field–the heartbeat of Texoma. The night wind blows lost dreams across empty pastures whispering to swaying shadows. Next track on my collection of classics: Buffalo Springfield.
I tucked my sleepy baby in with a kiss on his forehead as a lock of my dark brown hair fell across his soft cheek. Closing the door halfway behind me, I went to the dark kitchen to fill a small bowl of Late Night Taco Doritos and sat down to write down my own dreams.
“There’s something happening here
What it is ain’t exactly clear”