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I like to think of fall as a dignified season. All tweed blazers and pea coats and sweater vests. But the truth is, fall is just Mother Nature wearing her pajamas out in public.
Another day begins stretching its arms up to brush away the dark. In the morning let me know your love, O Lord. New mercies and joy arrive each day. Some mornings new mercies look like a cup coffee; joy like … Continue reading