Scrambled tofu.
Lazy Sundays.
The Sunday paper, delivered (if a bit damp).
Gigantic rainbows.
Sharing a quiet time and holiday latte at Starbucks.
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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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