What compares to this majesty?
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Events that happen to us become the threads of our life. We can either leave them as a tangled mess or artfully weave them into the tapestry of our life.
Poor guy. Flopping on the catio. Hope he's not sick but I came inside just to be safe.
The time of day when there's just enough sun to still see the sillouhette of the distant mountains and the city lights are starting to twinkle on.
Hadn't seen my patio tarantula this summer until this evening. She was crawling up my office window.