But this morning, the sun rose right between the steeples of St. Martin's.
Lily baked a poppyseed bread and put tea on to steep.
Side 2. Some music decisions make themselves.
Even Bird got in on the action...
Hanging out with her good friend Package-of-Butter-Fred-Left-Out.
And then I checked my email and the real happiness found us...
440 days in Iraq. Done.
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That is wonderful news. Welcome home Geoff and thanks for your service.
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