Friday, April 29, 2011

decorated morning


I stepped outside my sun room door one morning with a cup of coffee in hand while still in my bathrobe.

Sitting down on the door sill I marveled at the morning's ornaments. 

I breathed deeply and the lilacs obliged.

let's talk Shakespeare

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