Just hanging out in my backyard. Munching on donuts, and wishing I’d made some hot tea. Listening to the neighbors dogs. Missing our old guy, Stryder. Mornings are best. Especially the ones in Kokomo, where everything seems a little slower and quieter.


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  1. Momma Di says:

    Oh the memories of The Cottage and yes, the old guy, Stryder. I sometimes forget and expect him to be waiting by the gate when I pull in the driveway. A bit sad, I have to admit.

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