Menthol.
Light through the leaves.
Mild CA weather.
Someone willing to visit even though I'm sick.
Coral.
Scones with currents and orange zest.
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I feel the earth move sunward, I join the great march onward, And take, by faith, while living, My freehold of thanksgiving. ~from "My Triumph" by John Greenleaf Whittier
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