“A ruined man and Tiger, the kitten. The same world held them both. The tragic capacity of the human race for going off course was a little balanced by the integrity of the animals who were always obedient to the law of their being.”
Scent of Water by E. Goudge
A 95° day with a westerly breeze bringing the fragrance of late summer and playfully wet dogs. The delicate hummingbirds dance beneath our tree in the distance while I, like an audience, sit in the comforting shade of my favorite grand mulberry tree, my bookended pups by my side, watching the show.
Yet it is all somehow diminished by the return of melancholy, once again. It seems so incongruous on such a brilliant, pretty day but I imagine it is just that which will balance me out with its watering.
Anne
August 23, 2021
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