Warm Slippers

I arrived while there were still no leaves on the trees, warm delicious soups, new foods and families in the making.

Now with summer on it’s way and spring blossoming everywhere, the music of life is filling my senses.  Wind against skin and skirts, flowers and bikes, wit biers and terraces in the warm sun.  Thoughts along beaches and rivers, lazy afternoons with grandmas to be among more delicious food.

Sated and content.  Wearing slippers.  The breeze.

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