Today has rained, with little let-up. It has been miserable, grey, leaden-skied, & damp feeling.
We have not felt particularly cold, but is it just depressing, & coldly miserable. The colour of the day, makes the colour of the mood!
But, doesn't this look cosy? Gom, sitting on the sofa, surrounded by hardly identified dogs. They are cosied about either side of his relaxed body. He is unaware I am taking his photograph. The dogs are indistinct, unreconisable in the photo.
My stitchery is upon the shelf. His beloved Japanese artefacts are about him. He is relaxed... he is "at home."
He came in, to view proceedings. Where am I? he declared. When I pointed out the location in the photo, he went away, laughing. "Oh, the Bald Head!" he said, & left.
A completely differnt perspecitve to mine.
I still see the man I married.
I still love him.
Warts & all....
Bob Dylan, Not Dark Yet