Tuesday, February 11, 2014

A fleeting moment

This afternoon during our last evening walk up High Street, a man I had not seen in the neighborhood for awhile, crossed the street to greet Homer and Cletus, explaining how much he has enjoyed watching them playing in our yard, sunning in the car hatch, and greeting passersby. He then reached out, shook my hand and said "I shall miss them," walked  back across the street, got into his car, waved, and and drove off.

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