I ate a good breakfast of homemade blueberry pancakes and turkey sausage. I brewed my usual … Starbucks coffee and ran my hot, soapy tub bath.
Call for my son to keep me company and I was off for what seemed like a mini-retreat.
It sure felt like it by the time it was over. Here are just a few of my captures.
Love's gift cannot be given, it waits to be accepted.
~Rabindranath Tagore (2)

A bit of fragrance clings to the hand that gives flowers.
~Chinese Proverb

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