Yannick got upset for a moment, leaving the reassuring feel of my lap to sniff some plant pots in the balcony while the wind drives the chimes, the sound being so soothing and reassuring that makes me sigh with pleasure.
It is morning.
The soft undulations of the grey of the sky drifting from west to east, valleys and peaks changing as it does so, punctuated by the sudden flights of pigeons, explosions of wings flapping, disturbing the serene stillness of the morning, to the delight of the watching seagulls.
The pages of the notebook following the rhythm of the wind, if the passing of time needs a reminder.
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Errant sedentary wanderer 