It’s not a mistake to stand in the sunroom in the late afternoon on a winter day. The sun is especially friendly in the fading hours, as if it knows it is being granted only a short visit. On the back wall, the hoya plant is a solid listener, less judgmental than the orchids, which, truth be known, strike me as a bit too self-aware.
The
geranium is just hanging on and whispers.
The
palms are appreciative but absolutely quiet.
The
lemon tree is sturdy but not producing. Still, the lemon tree and I enjoy a
shared moment or two in a final embrace of full daylight, me with a Cold Smoke
beer in hand.
It’s
not a mistake to sip a Cold Smoke beer in the sunroom’s sunlight on a winter
day.
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