Sixty-one degrees
Windows open catch the breeze
Nature’s own AC
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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So much better than the mechanical kind!
Absolutely.
It feels like May again ^_^
Yes. It is lovely. 🙂
I love that breeze!
🙂
Now, that’s cool – with or w/o a pun 🙂
The high desert is bringing full boogie heat this week and we seek out the air conditioning. The real treat is to wake in the middle of the night and turn it off, open the windows and allow the cool night high desert breezes to flow through the townhouse, and the sound of the birds to wake us just at dawn. All my best to you. Enjoyed my visit with you very much.
Breezes at midnight and birds in the morning. Lovely. I always enjoy your visits.
Thank you.