Cat-feeding and train-watching

Lucy gets a plate of vittles twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening.

The trains–city, local, regional and freight–whiz past, of course, all day , but mornings and evenings are especially busy.

When Lucy’s mother is out of town, I take the perfect opportunity of feeding the cat, to sit on the balcony, drink a coffee and watch what rolls past, maybe listen to the church bells ring.

Occasionally loading a machine or folding my laundry.

Yes, train watching is another of my talents. Of the many.

Lucy’s mother being out of town so often makes for a sad pussy, so me and her worked out a deal where I come by and make her happy, and convenient for me, I can get some quality train-watching time in. The deal works out well for all of us.

I’ve now had to rewrite this post three times…and each time it gets a bit less fun. If I would just learn to write in word, and then post, but I never do.

Anyway, this is a day late and short and quick, because I can’t seem to get a post to save without it disappearing.

Fucking blog.

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About Andrew Flohr-Spence

Something about the sound and the word. Was a singer/bassist for five years, a German major for five, an English teacher in Germany for another five, then a journalism major in Denver for 5 more, and now I'm back in Berlin (for a while, I intend).
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