It's beautiful here. The air comes through my office window like small waves. The three deer come by for tea, the three crows come by two hours later for coffee. The mountain outside my window is alive. I hear invitations. God has left some green ferns and small white flowers to note His presence as he walked. Just a little note as if to say "I'm here if you wanna talk."
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Reminds me of my daily walks through Capitol Park each morning.
Hey, do those crows take milk or sugar with the coffee?
A massive oak tree fell over in the park last night, but when I encountered the fallen giant this morning it was as if it had laid down to sleep for a little while.
Tomorrow from 10 AM to 6 PM there will be over 1,300 pairs of combat boots placed at the War Memorial.
Yes (boots) that was just in SF and then they move it around.
What insane times we live in.
Yes (boots) that was just in SF and then they move it around.
What insane times we live in.
Yes (boots) that was just in SF and then they move it around.
What insane times we live in.
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