We try to distance as much as we can, and still enjoy
each other's company.
So it's box fans, and old wash tubs filled with icy water
and iced peach tea on the front porch.
This morning I perched cross-legged in the open-window-seat, as the cool air seeped in. The steam rose and swirled from my coffee, and I l...
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