taken on my iphone
This afternoon breathed warmth and sunshine. Charlotte sat on the edge of the her bed and read holy words from Daily Light.
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2 comments:
You take the most precious and thought provoking photos.They each tell a story. I just spent some time catching up. I was sorry to read of the loss of your husband's father, but am glad you were able to enjoy some time on the coast yet and spend some time yet with his mom. I am looking forward to seeing photos of your completed sewing project.
Blessings!
Deborah
What a precious picture.
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