Now close the windows

Now close the windows and hush all the fields:
If the trees must, let them silently toss;
No bird is singing now, and if there is,
Be it my loss.

It will be long ere the marshes resume,
I will be long ere the earliest bird:
So close the windows and not hear the wind,
But see all wind-stirred.
-Robert Frost

Here’s our cat Mable yesterday morning:

Mable_bed1

Mable_bed2

And here is the image that I saw walking down the hall just a few minutes ago this morning:

Mable_guest1

Mable_guest2

I can only imagine what she thinks about every morning at one of her windows, but this morning ritual looks like a poem to me every day and if I ever get the words right I will stick them here too.  Sometimes the images just seem to say it all though.

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