Daily Archives: August 8, 2020

Frozen in the Moment

Frozen in the Moment The wind blows the incense in puffs, out the door, rocking the cloud like a cradle in the bough of a tree. Sometimes, it sweeps the smell up like a broom, scattering the scent all the … Continue reading

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