The truth is, we forgot her birthday. Oh my.
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I woke up on the sofa, the morning light slowly gathering through the windows, the sound of the creek, of birdsong, of another day spilling in.
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Sleeping with the windows open, waking to the twitter of birds, watching as green slowly colors the land
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On the dining table is a large, round, brass and silver dish full of blooming hydrangea and muscari bulbs. On the kitchen counter is a Mason jar with soaked fenugreek seeds inside
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The thing about January is, it gives you time to think.
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