The whole morning was gray and cloud. Paw and I saw the junk leftover from the next door neighbor. We were looking out through the bedroom window upstairs. The city wanted the extension dismantled and five feet away from our fence. The roof for the bedroom of the Honduran’s blue-eyed mother is covered with plastic ridges, the kind meant for gardens and not for habitable dwelling.
Now, the sunshine is coming our from behind fluffy, puffy clouds of white and gray. The outline of the clouds directly below the sunshine is highlighted with white while the gray slowly dissipates. Westwards clouds of fluffs and puffs can be seen in the distance. I wave at the sunshine, opened the window and stick my face from out of the shadows indoors to received some sunlight.
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