Listening to acorns hit the deck ( literally ) It’s making me laugh ( inexplicably ) The season’s turning ( inexorably ) Closing my eyes I soak up the sun ( luxuriously ) Taking these moments as they come ( miraculously )
L ately, I've been thinking about gates, but off and on, a bit like a light operated by a switch. First, the municipal green gate wit...
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