Sweet Slumber

The man sleeps thrown back across a stack of logs, head tipped, straw hat slid down over his brow, one leg crossed over the other. His right arm hangs loose and a bitten apple is about to slip from his fingers. A blue jacket falls open over a red shirt, the grey checked trousers are torn at the knee and the soles of his boots are worn through. A grey cat sleeps below him beside a cloth spread with cherries, a bird perched on the branch at his shoulder.