One Sunday morning.
One crocheting a curtain of fine thread.
One talking about a tattoo she won’t get.
One looking at real estate he won’t buy.
One in Newfoundland, hands ’round a coffee cup.
One writing it down.
One cat curled up in front of the fire.
One dog curled up with her purple bunny.
One gets up to make pancakes.
One winter storm warning is in effect.
One should go get groceries.