Day Forty-Four

As I was wringing out the mop down in the yard, the landlord came and asked whether I would like a kiosk added to the porch upstairs.  This sounded lovely and I said, 'yes.'

When the housework was done, the day became very hot.  I sat looking out the kitchen window at my neighbor's cows in their field.  My wind chimes swayed and slowly danced around in the breeze.  The day was at rest and peace.

Downstairs in the yard, the bushes near the porch had begun to wilt from the sun, but I saw that the shade was moving slowly towards them.

Some of the foremost bushes were coated with red dust, but the newest of their leaves were bright and clean.

I made arrangements to travel the next morning to the capital city.