On occasion I think about Writing and how there is no Sound. I find that Pleasant, as I can then Relax on the couch when Writing is being Read. Several suns ago I thought about Photographs, which also have no Sound. I thought more, about my own loud Sound. I put it here in Writing and in Photograph:
Sharp Bark!
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(I was addressing our winter foster pup, Wasabi.)
Gentlepups, do you not hear Sound from that Writing and Photograph?
Soft barks,
Tansy