Author: livehenriette

• this morning

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  November 25, 2018

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  Diary

  When I woke up this morning and put my bare feet on the cold wooden floor I saw the sun create a pattern I’ve missed. I’ve missed seeing the light paint its strokes on the ground. When winter comes it is like nature stops for a second. Just for us to make room for appreciation.…