The fiery looking speck of light flashing through the trees looks like an ice cream cone all ablaze. The canvas that I can espy from my bed room offers never ending visual delights.
I have a RCIA meeting tonight.
I have four classes today.
Yesterday, the garage changed my oil, gave the KIA a clean bill of health, and washed it as well. I was reluctant to wash given how messy the streets are.
Reading a book by a Japanese about the beauty of every day things. True beauty is not forced; it comes naturally as a result of necessity.
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