mardi 17 janvier 2012

a question of nourishment

at the breakfast table, I watch the cat at the window who patiently spies on a sparrow at the balcony's feeder...
he dreams of roast bird;  in my mind, there was never any question of  cat stew...


a question of nourishment
[2012.17.1...a]

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