A Restful Fourth

The sky was cloudy, but the air warm.
Calls must be made.
Practice, practice, practice.
Don’t look at me. 
I take lots of photos in this mirror.
A little workaholic at work.
Living happy and free.
“No, come back!”
The spiking.
Dickie’s Custard
A broken sky.
Trying to make things feel festive.
We ended the night with watching them burst.

Veronica A.


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