Cerulean Smudged Horizon
Monday, September 26, 2011
Ordinary
Some days are ordinary like a pocket, like a house key, like an acorn on the sidewalk. Beauty hides in the space where our eyes slide by the sky. It's tucked under the corners of plain sight. Today was an ordinary day.
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