Easy : Like Sunday Morning

I love going into town early on a Sunday morning. I see the same weirdos every week. The older men going for their newspapers. The dog walkers. The early staff at the local tiny shop.

Today I parked in the Market Place and a man and his two dogs were passing in front as I came to a halt. Both dogs were looking at me through the windscreen and neither would move until I got out of the car and said HI to them. Their owner was laughing, doggies were smiling.

Birds were…doing bird things. Flags were gently fluttering in the breeze. the church clock struck 8.

Easy :o)

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