When gray skies hover overhead and the rain seems endless, I seek refuge in the southwest.
Saguaros stand in for Douglas firs, and the desert expanse in place of lush forests.
Big skies warm my bones, and wide open spaces nurture the soul.
Basking in that afternoon sun, I keep hoping it will follow me home.
Saguaros stand in for Douglas firs, and the desert expanse in place of lush forests.
Big skies warm my bones, and wide open spaces nurture the soul.
Basking in that afternoon sun, I keep hoping it will follow me home.
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Did you write that?? Daaammmmnnn, it's good.
So I've been trying to wait and tell you this in person. But just can't hold it in any longer. I absolutely love these. Hope to maybe see some cards made out of them....
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