Oh to be here.
Port Geoffrey and a Pacific sun to watch rise and fall over the sardine cannery between endless cups of tea. The aromas wafting up something not even a super-sized plug -in fan, like they had in the gym back in school, can ever blow out the window, let alone the porch. But perfect for a lady who herds cats across the yard, what with sardine sniffing right up there in kittiedom, like spending the day with a human sales lady at Woodward and Lothrop in Chanel Number 5.
my new short fiction piece published to my Substack at the link if you’d like to read the rest. There are four images in total, three cats being naughty and the Girl Scouts with the Girl Scouts and one of the cats here-
https://sarahbguestperry.substack.com/p/an-envisioning-2017-and-a-late-morning























