I took deliberate steps. My head down. The umbrella protecting me from cold and rhythmic taps.
The sidewalk alternating between slick and crunch. This block-long walk to the mailbox felt like a journey.
Once home I would prepare coffee, boil water for oatmeal, and segment a grapefruit.
Saturday.
The light here is wonderful. As is the mood of your writing.
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The color of that grapefruit, lovely. I'm imagining you wearing granny blue for that walk.
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ReplyDeletelove the colors of this shot!
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