My Take – Wordle 439

~ RuthScribbles

The Sunday Whirl can make one dizzy… let’s see what I come up with!!

Out in the wilderness

The slim wolf swaggered out of his cave and into the chill. He scratched the itch above his leg whilst watching the owl fly into the sun. A tendril of smoke made its merry way onto my cloak as I sat by the fire. I watched as a cardinal took a chance and flew after the owl.

And thus my day began.

~RuthScribbles

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