Saturday Morning

Stand still,

stand still, and

stop the sun.

~ May Sarton, from “Now I Become Myself” in Halfway to Silence: Poems 


Photo: Louis Caya with Shiba Inu

23 thoughts on “Saturday Morning

  1. Nothing better than a sunbeam. My Dobes used to line up and snooze in a big patch of sunlight. They smelled like baking pretzels. It. Was. Wonderful. Sometimes I would go and snuggle in amongst them. They would shuffle, resettle, and sigh. Sweet memories….thank you, pal.

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  2. Perfect way to take in the spring rays. The cats do the same – about the only time they get along. Zeke, it so much. He’d much rather lie on a pile of snow 😉

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