Morning Had Broken

I don’t look out much in the morning. I am usually writing, or talking to Sherod, or reading.  In fact, this morning, Sherod and I were having a pretty intense conversation when I happened to look out the French doors that line the back of our house.  I did a double take, asked his forgiveness for interrupting and grabbed my camera.  I could have missed this so easily.  And this I will miss…





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