It Was Not Even 4 PM

As beautiful as the light was it was somehow disheartening that it was still the middle of the afternoon. But we are going nauszus, a dialect word for “we are going towards the light again”. Cellpic Sunday

He May Not Look It

but there is a reason he wears this collar. He is a cranky old sod, there is no way around. Although it is better if you make a your way around him. Ragtag Daily Prompt: Curmudgeon