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Je t’aime.

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Somewhere only we know.

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P E P P A R K A K O R

Who am I to say no? 👀

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Sunday morning dreams.

Sunday morning dreams.

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B E F O R E T H E S N O W

I used to wonder where home was for them - the ducks, the geese, the swans that appear early spring and leave with the last autumn days.

Now I know it’s here. The north.

They just head south when it grows still, and return when the sun rises above the treetops again.

I love that we get to share their world 🦢

N O V E N T When the calendar says November, I sa

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When the calendar says November, I say novent.
It’s what happens when you light the stars too early but don’t regret it for a second 💫

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3 degrees in the air, 6 in the water.
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S U N D A Y S 🧡

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