To me it looked like my idea of Heaven, each morning I could see the light streaming in through the upper windows with the dawn unless darkened by rain when I could just lean back on the stone pillow, happy that the wooden floor was softer than my usual cobblestones, happy to dream my dreams away.
Crimson’s Creative Challenge #224 #Apologies to Bud
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One response to “Crimson’s Creative Challenge #224 #Apologies to Bud”
Nice one. I can always rely on you to give us something different 😀 😀 😀