Husband exclaimed tonight: “We have a really good life.” True. The sky gave us a puffy pink sunset, toe-tapping jazz is playing, the embers of the fire are glowing, the Christmas tree is trimmed, the polenta is creamy, all while the warm memory of our day at the farmer’s market in the winter sun lingers. How could it get any better than this?
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