home alone

I am home alone, except for Harry, who at the moment is in the kitchen eating kibble.

I have been alone outside. But now, with M. and S. meeting with the Boy Scouts and B. taking a rare walk on this gorgeous summer evening, this is the first moment in four months when I am the only human in the house.

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