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Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Looking in Through My Window
The windows are open, my sheer curtains are blowing in the wind, the birds are noisy, the air is odorous of the sweet smell of soil and warmth. I am blessed to be alive and well on a day like this.
Adieu,
Molly
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