Saturday, August 16, 2014

Being charged the happy hour price on that sweet tea even though it was seven minutes past happy hour when I ordered

Strawberry preserves on nutty toast.

Time to put my feet up and finish a book on the balcony.

Someone else's good news.

Collaborative work in making a commissioned watercolor.

Praying friends.

Being charged the happy hour price on that sweet tea even though it was seven minutes past happy hour when I ordered.

Gardening hours at the community garden, spotting a young praying mantis on a marigold, flower-cutting privileges, the embodied aliveness of sweating.

A shower.

How was your day?

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