I like...
I like ...
crisp Autumn mornings with shocking blue skies and air that pinches your cheeks ~ like your favorite aunt -- not the creepy one who smells like the fake perfume counter at the local Sav-on, but the one who smells like the apple pie she just lifted from the oven --
little granson kisses
when that grandson says "Gamma, hep me"
fresh coffee in the morning
to be continued
crisp Autumn mornings with shocking blue skies and air that pinches your cheeks ~ like your favorite aunt -- not the creepy one who smells like the fake perfume counter at the local Sav-on, but the one who smells like the apple pie she just lifted from the oven --
little granson kisses
when that grandson says "Gamma, hep me"
fresh coffee in the morning
to be continued
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