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Maybe - it’s because it’s so everyday ordinary.
A back porch. Two cats. A broom. A pair of old work boots.
Maybe - it’s because it feels like real life.
I wondered about the generations who have lived and loved here.
I wondered about the cats.
I wondered what about it was so captivating.
And then - I just stop wondering - and decided to capture it just as it is.
Walking down the street in a city that has now become familiar…but not my home.
Thinking about all that’s behind…imagining possibility while looking forward.
Quite unexpected - a singular black cat stops me in my path.
independent…cunning…curious…mysterious….magical…brave.
Knowing exactly when to pause…cautiously assessing the situation before moving forward.
She arrives as a reminder to allow myself to roam free…to explore…to trust more…to believe.
In my voice. In my vision.
As if the universe somehow knows….
The answers.
The weathered hues of an old farm house..and a cool crisp September morning.
Startlingly blue eyes.
A penny for your thoughts?
I asked.
I was met with nothing but her calm cool gaze….and sweet endearing silence.