Recliner naptime
Sounds of pool water splashing
Summer lullaby
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Sweet sounds of summer!
It was lovely. 🙂
Perfect mood setter, and, relax…
Thanks, Bill. It was just that sort of day.
A breathing out, aaah, kind of day. Good for you.
You caught my mood.
Excelllent!Sounds like I wish I were there moment, happily, I have “To do’s” to take care of. I’ll take a rain check i I may.
You are welcome to. 🙂
Sounds like the perfect end to a summer day.
It was. 🙂