a magical night, that can only come in October, a subtle smile from a beautiful person,a good book and warm fire.Life is grand.So grateful.i can only imagine that her heart is as warm as it appears to be.I obsess too much about the past. It’s all i have. October is wonderful anyway. October~you can hear it whisper its name through the breeze.
cat nap time 🙂
God willing,bbl. Meantime,
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