It's amazing how much has changed when we moved to this house. The deck is so peaceful in the morning. A breeze. The trees are bright and lush. Frank gets up and has coffee out there. We all straggled out to join him. The girls are silently watching the birds eat the bread they threw.
It seems like the townhouse was smothering us. Here we have room to breath and grow.
Lemonade in hand I head back to our own paradise found. With book 3 of the summer -The Year of Pleasures
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