Today, I wore my warm, fuzzy sweater with my warm, fuzzy mucklucks. I sat outside, under a tree and wrote poetry. I felt the sunshine on my face and the fall wind in my hair.
Who could ask for more?
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Make My Heart Glow
Today, I wore my warm, fuzzy sweater with my warm, fuzzy mucklucks. I sat outside, under a tree and wrote poetry. I felt the sunshine on my face and the fall wind in my hair.
Who could ask for more?
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