Sunday, January 17, 2016

I can hear small birds playing in the trees behind me. They drop seeds and take turns dive bombing them. There's a light breeze that flows through pine needles creating the illusion of a near by stream. The morning came with a slight chill in the air, the kind that welcomes a long stretch and a nice deep breath. The sun rejuvenates the senses. I'm ready to explore.


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