Thursday, February 18, 2021

sunrise on the farm

I got to wake in my childhood bedroom this morning and saw a lovely sunrise. Before uncle Butch’s funeral. I’m home now and ready for bed after a whirlwind trip, but I’m still glowing from the sunrise this morning. 


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on the fifth day of Christmas

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