At the dog park early this morning - took a different route just for the change - do ou find when you go the same route every morning the beauty by the side blurs into familiarity. Does that happen with relationships too --- At the park the sun was just coming over the trees and the sparkle from the frost was twinkling all over the ground and green lushness of new grass was blanketing the park. The dog and I had a good morning she had her tennis ball I had the park.
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