Sunday, January 17, 2016

1.11.16 All the bells and whistles

We were up early , so I could drive him over to a dear friend's house, who will spend the day in Boston with him , today. The skies dark and deep sleep blue, until I dropped him off, turned , and drove back home - past the arriving dawn , and all it's lovely bright bells and whistles.

 

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