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| raindrops and herbs on our kitchen window |
Whipping off my socks and running out on our balcony to catch a rainbow; wandering outside in my dressing gown; spoiling wild Blackie with a banana skin, which he raced off to munch it happily; cold toes and purple scars; Cooper escaped on me (again) so I had to chase him around and around the garden; new white roses opening; a beautiful, bright orange sunset; an inkling something wasn't right (it wasn't).
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