Northern home girl transplanted to the land of southern belles tells tales from a life lived in vibrant color, sprinkled with random bits of radiant bliss...
Welcome.
Saturday, November 8, 2014
538.
Late Thursday evening, Baby Bliss and I were out for a food run when something amazing happened: a star fell over the lake.
I felt excited.
Special.
Happy.
Like rainbows and humming birds, falling stars are on my list of Rarely Seen Favorites. (This was the second falling star I could remember seeing in my life.)
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