Thursday, August 29, 2013


To Look, to receive knowledge by direct perception
                                                       To behold

Laundry Day
             Something big was coming.
 She felt it in the way the wind batted at her ankles, at the way the very blades of grass perked up by the approaching storm.  This would be no ordinary storm.  She needed to get home fast.  Something would be waiting for her.
                                                                                     Something Good.

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