Lovely B. Davis

Last night I was talking with my husband, lying on the floor after a long and tiring day, about where I wanted to be most. Instead of staring at the pile of towels that needed to be folded I wished I were starting through a window at different city...

Let's say San Francisco or Seattle....any where along the west coast without this awful humidity and cicada's.

I wanted it to be 10:30 in the morning, sitting at a cafe reading my newest book and staring at people walking by.

Someday soon we'll be jet-setting to different cities only to sit at a hole-in-the-wall sipping on a latte enjoying the morning. Someday...

xoxo .bd

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