A Journal of Days
"Forever is composed of nows." Emily Dickinson
Saturday, March 4, 2017
When It's Not Quiet
We average about three hundred and forty-one days of quiet around here. The other twenty-four might be a little noisy.
March 17, 2017 at 6:01 AM
I'll bet it feels too quiet after they leave. :)
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