Thursday, June 24, 2010
My Magic House...
Yesterday, I was sitting outside on my big porch when it started to rain. It was one of those soft, cool summer rains that makes everything smell fresh and clean. The steam was coming up from the wet grass, and the breeze whipped across the porch. I had a glass of lemonade and finished my book. Isn't that lovely?
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hey there Miss Kati, actually, the way it works is like this... your tiny jewel-box of a house and your sprawling yard is a magical forest because, you my dear, are a beautiful fairylike lady day and night ~:) love to you & your Adam.
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