The last achingly beautiful breath of summer just whispered in my ear.
What is it?
The Daily Cure for me is trying to smell taste touch—really experience— something, each day, that reminds me that I'm alive and, mostly, happy to be here. A small moment that should go a long way, at least in theory.-
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OH! I wish I were there also!!!!
Linda
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Wow… Poor Napoleon had to be exiled here…
You’re killing me. It’s 106 outside my window. I wish our summer would whisper goodbye.