#809. The "Chatty Cathy" finches, singing, arguing, praising, chatting in the morning.
#810. Cool breeze playing with the leaves. Closing my eyes and feeling it caress my skin. Hearing the rustle of the leaves.
#811. Sunlight playing in the dancing leaves.
#812. Warm morning with as much promise for the day as any day. How I *feel* about things doesn't have to *dictate* what is. God's mercies are new.
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