Yep boring because I write so much
About my love of nature
About living on the edge
The acrid but sweet smell of wood smoke
And the comforting flickering fire
The bubbling *** just on the edge of the flames
Sweet music to the ears
I sit in contentment with my glass
A single malt of course
Just the sounds of the night
Eerie to some
But sweet music to my ears
And a smelly wet dog curled at my feet
In this place where I truly belong
I don't need the friparies of life
Simplicity is fine
Just give me the sun, give me the rain
Give me that smelly dog
And life will be perfect