.this morning sweet as the syrup over my waffles..and we shall have waffles forthwith, and we shall converse over coffee..and after which we shall jump in the sun, and run over the fresh spring green of the lawn..and laugh while chasing the day into its colorful chorus of sunsetting vibrance, until the moon brings its silver light of the night..and the stars set up in all their infinite amazement, waiting under big white mountains as we watch for those brand new colors of that brand new day..
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p.s..I've never actually been there, just obsessed with it