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Not the first image of the morning, not even the second, but sometimes a familiar view, a frequently captured image, is still the one.
The sun is low, the light coldly blue. It falls on the velvet of Rosie’s fur, its glint in her eye. I know that beyond the chilled appearance is the comfort of softness and warmth.
Enjoy your Tuesday.
Lynn x
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