The moon is a Cheshire Cat. A perfect crescent smile staring down at us tonight. If it weren't so bloody cold it would be nice to simply gaze into that smile and imagine the rest of the cat. ~Sue
We spotted the Cheshire grin Saturday night, Tasha and I, on a brief walk outdoors. The temperature was chilly-tolerable and the sky was clear. I looked at the Moon and stars. The cat looked at the woods and ground. We fled to the warm comfort of our living room, curled up and watched Willy Wonka (the Johnny Depp one).
The moon is a Cheshire Cat. A perfect crescent smile staring down at us tonight. If it weren't so bloody cold it would be nice to simply gaze into that smile and imagine the rest of the cat. ~Sue
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We spotted the Cheshire grin Saturday night, Tasha and I, on a brief walk outdoors. The temperature was chilly-tolerable and the sky was clear. I looked at the Moon and stars. The cat looked at the woods and ground. We fled to the warm comfort of our living room, curled up and watched Willy Wonka (the Johnny Depp one).
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