#596. Bubbles scrubbling my throat and tongue.
#597. Dog cuddles.
#598. Guitar strings singing.
#599. Paths winding around our home--carved by repeated use of so many deer.
#600. Down comforter comforting.
Friday, September 7, 2012
Continuing to Build...
#595. Whisker stubble in the sink.
#596. Bubbles scrubbling my throat and tongue.
#597. Dog cuddles.
#598. Guitar strings singing.
#599. Paths winding around our home--carved by repeated use of so many deer.
#600. Down comforter comforting.
#596. Bubbles scrubbling my throat and tongue.
#597. Dog cuddles.
#598. Guitar strings singing.
#599. Paths winding around our home--carved by repeated use of so many deer.
#600. Down comforter comforting.
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