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Tag Archives: bed
Notes from a small dog: Bed-napped!
She’s weird. I know I’ve said it before…but she is. Not at all consistent. I have my own bed in the hall. She has hers in the bedroom. And then, there is the sofa which is sort of neutral territory. … Continue reading
Rest in Paradise – #writephoto – by Emma Hyde
Melodious strains of lilting birdsong drifted into Serena’s conscious, enticing her back from what felt like the deepest of sleeps. A soft breeze grazed her skin, wisps of hair tickling her cheeks. The air was pleasantly warm, soothing. Her … Continue reading
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Peace – #writephoto – Lady Lee Manila
Snuggle in bed, peace at last Noise in the city, such contrast Breeze uplifting as leaves sway Perhaps a sweet dream as I lay A place I call my own, hope no one will trespass I’m on my own coming … Continue reading
Comfort
I leave my dog curled up in bed, I say goodnight and stroke her head. The bed she’s carried to the hall To guard my door (and guard her ball) So all night long, I’ll know she’s there And I … Continue reading
An unmade bed
I open one eye, check if it is anywhere near daylight and get up anyway in search of coffee. Maid service would be nice, but although she wears the regulation black and white uniform, Ani makes terrible coffee and I … Continue reading
