A Sign For Nine
I was thinking this morning how very much I miss 9. Over the course of breakfast the cloudy shreds of the latest snowstorm moved on, and the sun came out. Glancing out the back door, I saw something amazing: a bright cross, in a bright circle, lying on the snow right over the spot on the grass where 9 passed away. I've lived in this house for six years, and have never seen this phenomenon before. It seems like it must be reflecting from some object somewhere, but I can't figure out where it came from.
posted by Turbo at 12:56 PM
1 Comments:
That's beautiful. :) Can you imagine 9 wanting to pounce on the light as it moved? Or simply lay in it, like the sun? From your writing, he sounded like a very special cat.
Take care,
Carrie :)
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