The clouds start to thin by late morning. Under the patio table, where a snail wandered all night, silvery lacework begins to shine.
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The Morning Porch/Patio
The view from my front porch (in Pennsylvania) or back patio (in London) every morning, in 140 or fewer characters
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Yes! and also a wonder to me is how we share the small details of the passing days over the distance between here (upstate NY) and England (where I’m assuming you are still beginning your morning). I just started seeing the shining snail & slug trails on walkways and cobblestones around my house.
many thanks