Sometimes the air is crisp and slightly warm simultaneously like an apple cinnamon pastry fifteen minutes from the oven.
Fresh. Delicious.
Sometimes the sky is blue and so intense it's tangible like Ginger Ale and cubed ice flowing into beveled glass.
Sharp. Sparkling.
Sometimes the light is surreal, shimmering like a waking dream flowing in bursts of blaze and dancing shadows.
3D. Ephemeral.
Sometimes. Like Today.
Fresh. Delicious.
Sometimes the sky is blue and so intense it's tangible like Ginger Ale and cubed ice flowing into beveled glass.
Sharp. Sparkling.
Sometimes the light is surreal, shimmering like a waking dream flowing in bursts of blaze and dancing shadows.
3D. Ephemeral.
Sometimes. Like Today.
Thank you God for this most amazing day.
Peace. Love, Linda
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