A sharp wind blew across the yard sweeping dry leaves onto
the patio. They swirled around in
a crazy dance over the paving stones before coming to rest at the base of
wall. Inside the house, seated in
front of the patio door, a black cat watched the whirling signs of fall.
A lonely sparrow swooped down to the bird feeder at the
edge of the patio. It ruffled its
feathers before settling down to peck at the seeds. Inside, eyes intent on the bird, watching with the patience
of a hunter, the cat waited for the door to open.
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