The poetry of these small towns continue. The rain today was simply breathtaking. I didn't get to go to my hideaway, but I was able to sit out on the front porch with Holly and my book, umbrellad by the awning while we listened as the soft rain kissed the ground and pond across the way. I was so grateful, sitting there, watching the lawn shine
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Then again, I'm a big freakin' hippy. So.
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