Today
the heavens opened
first thing
later the sun came out
and everything perked up
Good Friday
Nice, Michael. You and I were thinking along the same thoughts today. Happy Easter! Raynette
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The sun has shone here all day, but there is a very sad whine to the wind around the trees. A Good Friday that brings us all Pure Hope.