Pitter-patter shifting to a steady thrum then downgrading to distinguishable plinks.
While a kettle gently rocks its way to a whistle.
And the air conditioner purrs in the background.
Dry calm in the middle of a most welcome storm.
Pitter-patter shifting to a steady thrum then downgrading to distinguishable plinks.
While a kettle gently rocks its way to a whistle.
And the air conditioner purrs in the background.
Dry calm in the middle of a most welcome storm.
I am a writer, mom, and museum enthusiast in Memphis. Also a fan of reading all the words, cooking all the vegetables, and watching all my kids' soccer games. View more posts
Caroline Mitchell Carrico
You paint a lovely picture with your words. I love reading what you write!