I just took the M&M’s out for their evening potty run. The moon was filtering thru the trees on the cliff behind our patio, the leaves are falling, many branches are bare now, and in the distance I could hear barking dogs.
That’s always a lonely sound, the sound of barking dogs on an evening that signals winter’s approach. It’s a country sound, a reminder of my childhood, those dogs barking in the distance. Everything was so still and quiet, it was just the moon, the trees and the dogs…
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