contentment.....

ok, so i have spent the last little bit sitting on the one chair that fits on the brick terrace by the pond.....with my feet up on the chair that sits on the dirt/rubble...watching the birds on the feeder....a chickadee, a tufted titmouse...a rose-breasted grosbeak....wow...we don't see them very often........with a glass of wine...and the cat.....who has grown fond of these marth stewart for kmart chairs circa maybe 2000...they are faux wicker...and the cat must find the weave sufficiently scratchy enough to soothe what ails her...as she will roll and writhe on this chair, and rub her face against the arm.....and then sit back with her legs tucked under in complete repose.....to quote kurt vonnegut...'if this isn't sweet, i don't know what is.....".......