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In a morning suffused with feathery crispness, as I sat on the porch sipping coffee and feeling my body get reacquainted with old aches and pains, a lone woman on a bicycle passed by the house.
She was singing.
Now that's what I call a blessing!
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Wife is going off for an early cooler morning walk with the dogs, chanting. Hachoo! Gods blessed me.
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