Loving you my heart.
Cello music on the CD player. A dead quite but hot night.
I have a water sprinkler going in the front garden, also one in the back.
There's a beautiful, large frog in my studio. I’m amazed at the detail inherent in its glistening, pulsating existence. I'm no longer squeamishly off amphibians.
After coffee, at last light, I took a photo of its reflection on the lake water at Millys.
That’s when I really missed you sore.
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