Rain and sun on a quiet morning.
Friends to closet clean with.
Broccoli.
My new ring.
Sleeping like a rock.
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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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