What an unexpected encounter. You popped under the bike wheels. This must have been quite a rude awakening. Please know that we are all thankful for the fruits of your labor.
Warmly, Jen
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BREATHING CHAPARRAL | JOURNAL
Inhaling steadily, exhaling gently into the fieriness of developing Manzanita skin and glistening like Mountain Mahogany.
I left you alone. Simmering. Way too long. Remember how we both got heated? I didn’t think we would repair or recover. I was wrong. You’re still as resilient and beautiful as you’ve always been.
With love, Mom
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