I'm sitting outside and there's a bakery next door, the smell of fresh bread is calling to me....
It's been rainy the last couple of weeks, it's been nice and cool and the air is sweet. There are dark clouds hanging around the mountains, everything feels suppressed. It makes life feel quiet and still. The hustle and bustle are the same as ever, but it feels different.
There have been several sobering events in Flagstaff recently, I think the clouds know it. The sun does too. But, the world is bigger than I know and the clouds will move along in their time. It's rainy season and will be again and again, so I think I'll drink my tea, and smell the bread and thank God that the ground is being fed.
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im reading your blog,.,,don't get mad. i like it. it's like you're telling me all the things I wonder are going on insdie your head....
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