A lark constellation hangs in the night sky, beating its wings as it lifts off the ground. Everything I love, this whole earth, is under the lark.
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Piece of Heaven
Playing Agricola tonight with my husband and two good friends, the chickens safe in their coop, the babe squirming in my belly, and my boy snuggled cozy in our bed. With the cold just settling in for the season, I cannot ask for more than this.
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