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snowy march morning
a flurry of fantasy
what’s in my java? 🦊❤️
Yulan and I had coffee at my new favorite morning haunt. My front window seats were open and Yulan reserved them with her ski cap that she had knitted. I wore mine. My BLT was amazing. Her raspberry danish looked delish. It began to snow as we watched the world pass by. Yulan was busy looking and conjuring up a photograph featuring her eyeglasses that were laying in the counter. I on the other hand was busy immersing myself in the surreal snow globe that was swirling snow flakes in my imagination. 🦊❤️