Looking out my kitchen window…

The end of summer… the smell of coffee… dishes in the sink from breakfast… that willow I planted many years ago growing on track with my now 6’8″ twenty-one-year-old son… thankful for all the meals we have shared around the table through the years… missing him in this cozy kitchen with the light of a new day streaming in to greet me.

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