joy :: whilst my kids play in fantastic, imagined worlds, i read my great book, i eat tomatoes and nectarines in the garden, straight from picking them, i stand near my sunflowers, in awe.
i have little voices sometimes poking me in my ribs telling me what i should be doing... but other than having a beach in our backyard, we are happy just doing not a lot at all.. or rather..not going far at all.
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