Snowballs in Winter

My black cat named Shelter
Came into my palm on a cold winter evening
Not unlike this very day.
A little thing, born on the streets and starving.
An old German shepherd seemed to want a bite,
So home I went with Shelter.
That's just the way it happened.
I think it's in the nature of things

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Hydrangeas with Winter Colors in the Conserevancy Gardens

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