Our Life, Our Work

Fate jumped up from where she was sleeping in her bed and went to the window.  Ears up, tail slowly waving back and forth I knew something was up.

I finished tying the knot on my quilt and looked out my studio window.  There was Jon taking pictures of his flowers in his raised garden bed.

This is what we do I thought, this is our work, our life together.

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