This is the view from my kitchen sink. I know it well; it feels like home: dishes, family, and the familiar are all tied up in those few willowy sycamore trees and that little slice of pond.
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I am comforted by that image too…would like to be there.
I am comforted by that image too…would like to be there.
Brings back nice memories from my short time there for last springs workshop.