Chris. Laughing at our shared language & jokes so old we only need one or two words to tell them anymore.
The joyous optimism of dogs.
Sitting on the back steps on the morning of a day that will be too hot but isn't yet and listening to the world waking up.
Green.
My sponsees calling with boy problems, parent problems, work problems, school problems and then finding their own brave and beautiful solutions.
Dancing in the kitchen in my underwear.
The feeling of wool moving through my hands and the clunk of the loom.
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