A sinkful of unwashed dishes, running into friends I haven't seen in awhile, and dinner with good conversation, lemonade, cool summer breeze coming through the windows.
I came outside this morning to all the purple morning glories on my fence in bloom, the way the sun cut through the translucence was too perfect not to shoot.
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Oh man, natural crêpe paper. That's extra swanky.
lovely, thanks.
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