36 – Just Diddling Around

This evening
my ginger cat
rubs against my legs, purring
as I sit in the kitchen
listening to classical music
on the radio –
the Mendelssohn Violin Concerto

My dish and spoon
sit together on the table
as though waiting to run off
when I turn my head

Moonlight streams
through the open window
and I swear I hear a cow beller