Stella and I

We are in the kitchen. She's had her bath. Mom is lying in the bedroom reading. I, Dad, was out and about for work and an informational meeting. I'm on duty.

We sat outside in the evening heat. Stella noticed the bats, the full moon, and Tiny, our little dog, walking in the grass. Her head was sweaty when I kissed it.

Now Stella is under the kitchen table. She is investigating a yogurt lid.

I blog.