From distance it looked so sirreal, like my eyes didn't have enough focuss. These fluffy blossoms of the smoketree seemed almost edible. I imagined they could taste like cottoncandy. I stopped there in awe and just looked at it bevildered. My dog was not so patient. He had sniffed everything around the tree and was no more interested in it. So, he made a sudden movement and I lost grip of the leash. He continued in slow trot through the park. I called out his name, wistled, and made many more beconing sounds and gestures, but he just looked at me like I was mad as March hare and continued his explorations of trees and bushes. I hurried after him but he never alowed me to come close enough. It took me an hour to stop chasing him, give up and go home. I knew he would come back when he will be hungry so I left my garden gate open. It was late evening when he arrived all wet and muddy but beamimg from happiness. I scolded at him but it was clear that he didn't feel sorry at all. So I stopped and bent down to fill his bowl. He licked my cheek and was instantly forgiven.
Friday, 24 July 2020
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