Soft bed and sleep.
A break from bagels and hummus-despite the deliciousness of NY bagels.
Leaving sun and coming to sun.
Seeing our trip through photos on facebook.
Riding in a car.
Mini-churros.
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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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