We sat on a log pushed up against an old hay bale.
Snacked on almonds.
Listened to the peepers
& the wind blow through the trees.
We gazed out at the cows in the distance,
talked about old dreams,
and made new.
Held each others hand.
Feeling in sync.
Grateful for the longer days...
and more time.
💗
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