Waiting for the sun as the western ridge turns from pink to orange to yellow. The plastic flamingo in my garden is furred with frost.
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Waiting for the sun as the western ridge turns from pink to orange to yellow. The plastic flamingo in my garden is furred with frost.
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We’re celebrating Thanksgiving today in my family. It reminds me how thankful I am for your daily posts. The vision they communicate often turns a bad morning to good. Thank you.
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I am deeply grateful for the attention and kindness of readers like you. Cheers… and bon appetit!