As the Cookie Crumbles . . .

Yesterdaying

We headed to town for a stop at the cemetery, where I was moved by the epitaph, nothing unique or uncommon, “Blessed are the pure in heart
For they shall see God.” 

I also saw grave markers so pretty (see Ruby’s, below) that’s what I’d have if I was having one.
And lastly, while Farmbeau was picking up some freshly caught fish from a neighbour’s, I went for a sweet evening walk.

evening walk
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evening walk home

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