Raincharm’s Weblog

I waited for my carpool outside this morning, first cup in my hand.

As I closed my eyes and listened to the birds and felt the damp coolness in the air, with the sun, in evidence but not in my space yet, I was standing on the shore waiting for a beach day full of promise.

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