Flooding light in the kitchen

I was just in hubby's room, watching The last tempation of Christ with him , in the dark. I am back down in the kitchen and the sunlight is flooding everywhere.  I should write another short story but I have no idea concerning what. I have done dogs, birds and bears in the last month: I wrote In st Valentin, the birds are singing and In the wood, next to Céline and Boy George's. What to retell next? Talk of humans or again, animals? If I followed humans, what would happen and who would they be? Two elderly people, or an elderly woman and a younger lad? Ducks in the pond or bald egales on the lookout? Death scene drowning in the lake of nature? Or no death scene, but epiphany of some sort anyway...?

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