windchimes

. . . on my front porch are rusted and tarnished from the elements but lift my heart every time they sing in the breeze.

This entry was written by Laura and published on November 7, 2011 at 7:00 am. It’s filed under Beauty, Gratitude, Laura, Nature. Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

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