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Souvenirs
sinking deeply into the summer's cool foggy eveningnoticing that life is very much like a summer's eve... that the stars would not be so brilliant if set against a bright sun... that contrast is needed for our eyes to see the beauty that is oftentimes hidden from our sightto think of going through life at a steadfast pace with no …
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cucumbers and sailboats...
the heat makes us pick super early in the morning and late at nightas soon as they come in, they get washed and kept in the cellar, while we wash and prepare the jars and lidsthe next morning, it's time to dice/slice and start the brinewe went a bit "overboard" with planting cucumbers we enjoyed them so much while gazing out at th…
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Souvenirs
= the garden beckonsmy hair grows longer and I put it in braidsthe cucumbers wind around the beanssun bursts through the fence and my boots squeakdaughter rides bareback amongst the prairie grasses with little sister holding on tightbaby coos on the sun dappled blanket beneath the giant pinea morning kiss to a little one and my co…
