The sky was dark, the world a gloomy gray despite it being mid-afternoon.
The ground was littered with puddles, the scent of fresh rain filling the air.
A light drizzle still fell, so fine that it appeared almost as misty haze.
From the comfort of a chair on the covered patio, you took it all in with a deep breath, pleased with the storm. The area needed the moisture, and you loved the general feel that came upom the world whenever it rained.
So here you would sit, until the storm moved on.
1. Your dreams are always interesting.
2. Your bed is comfortable.
3. Because getting enough sleep helps keep you healthy.
4. You've had a hard day, and just want to start over fresh tomorrow.
5. Because you want to.
6. You don't have anything else that needs doing tonight.
7. You have something important you have to do tomorrow.
8. The writing flows better when your eyes aren't consantly closing.
9. Because your cat says you must.
10. So you can get up earlier.
After a long day, sometimes all you want is to cuddle with your cat.
Too bad that is when the cat never wants to be aroubd you.
For such is the way of a feline— when desired, he shall flee, and when unwanted he will never leave you be.
But on occasion, when all is just right, the cat may choose to grace you with the affection you desire from him.
Cherish these moments, for they so rarely occur.
1. Felix.
2. Freya
3 Fitzwilliam.
4. Felicia.
5. Fargo.
6. Flora.
7. Fred.
8. Forrest.
9. Francesca
10. Franklin.
Sometimes your mind slips, and things fall through the cracks.
Sometimes, the day flies away, leaving you no moment to catch your breath.
What was once important can have its value wither before your eyes, leaving nothing behind but a sorrowful sigh.
When such times occur, do not be sad.
Remember the good times, when excitement filled your heart.
Those times when all you could think about were the dreams in the distance, and how each day brought you another step closer to them.
All too often, dreams lay forgotten, cast aside by the ever-changing tides of life.
But what was forgotten need not remain so.
All it may take is a single spark to reignite the flames of your passion.
1. Cats.
2. Butterflies.
3. Snakes.
4. Mantises.
5. Magpies.
6. Spiders.
7. Crabs.
8. Frogs.
9. Dragonflies.
10. Elephants.
The dolls were staring at me.
From their place of pride on the shelf, each porcelain doll seemed to be looking directly at me, no matter where in the room I went. It was starting to creep me out, and I hoped the little old lady I was house-sitting for got back from her trip sooner rather than later. She was supposed to be back sometime this afternoon, and had requested that I be here to help her settle back in.
Which really wasn't the big of a deal, except for how I had to be waiting in the room with all the dolls.
"Too many scary movies," I muttered, shaking my head and promising to cut back on how many of those movies I watched. At least the little old lady didn't call this her doll room, and it did have more than one doll in it.
And none of the dolls had moved so much as a hair out of place during the time I'd been watching the house. I'd checked. Repeatedly.
My phone rumbled with the tone I'd set for the little old lady, and I pulled it out to read the message.
With a sigh of relief, I put my phone away and headed for the front door. She's at the light around the corner, and wants help bringing her bags in, I thought.
As my hand turned the knob to open the door, a sound echoed out from the room I'd just left.
"Mama, mama."
"Nope," I hissed under my breath, refusing to turn around and check out the noise. The little old lady could take care of her collection, and find another house-sitter next time she had to leave town.