Monday, February 01, 2010

shake shake shake the frame of this house

waking up with a good song in my head, holding down the front window seat at mill mountain all morning, sunshine melting snow into drip dropping rivers across the pavement, the skeptical cat who hangs out under my back porch, wearing purple, the smell of freshly laundered clothes, the roanoke skyline against the sunshowered and snowcovered blue ridge, mom and dad's cruise stories, and extra chocolately chocolate brownies.

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