Neverwhere

It's a little world but it's all my mine. A Phale`ne Orchid and Chrysanthemum world in shades of kiwi green, fushia purple,and a blushing white. a little dog lays his head down upon my pillow as I enter and a profound sense of peace fills my heart and I say, "Bailando" and he looks up at me with eyes of liquid amber and smiles and the little black cat at the foot of the bed rolls over onto her back and playfully waves her paws in the air in my direction and and I rub her forehead and tell her, "...that Door is the prettiest girl in the whole world, yes she is." And I collapse on the bed eliciting a disgruntled meow and lean back with my feet on the purple floral Asian motif quilted coverlet and close my eyes and stroke Bailando's ears and consider my iced peach tea and my new book or the merits of a nap or even coasting down the winding paths of the net looking for adventure or even going back outside to pot up a few more of the cooking herbs and the "Antique" Pink and Purple Pansies I had just purchased at the local nursery the day before and the plants were destined to an early demise if I didn't pot them up with my Spanish Lavender. I regretted now, that I hadn't bought the prostate Rosemary, or any Rosemary for that matter. Never mind, was I hungry or was it in my head? "Doesn't fresh Guacamole and Quesadillas sound good", I muttered to Bailando and he blinked and I added, "With sour cream, too." and he looked up at the magic words I had uttered. huh...