Cool, bright and clear—the kind of morning that used to nearly break my heart with longing, I never knew for what. I go clean the kitchen.
The Morning Porch
The view from my front porch every morning, in 140 or fewer characters
Cool, bright and clear—the kind of morning that used to nearly break my heart with longing, I never knew for what. I go clean the kitchen.
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