Three beautiful things most days.
1. On a hot afternoon to have a chat and a catch-up in the shade.
2. To stare up at the places where the edges of an oak tree's canopy meet the sky.
3. Alec rides a little ahead of us down the path in shadow splashed and speckled with with sunlight.
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