The weathered hues of an old farm house..and a cool crisp September morning.
Startlingly blue eyes.
A penny for your thoughts?
I asked.
I was met with nothing but her calm cool gaze….and sweet endearing silence.
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The weathered hues of an old farm house..and a cool crisp September morning.
Startlingly blue eyes.
A penny for your thoughts?
I asked.
I was met with nothing but her calm cool gaze….and sweet endearing silence.