Only gray on this morning, front yard, and then grey. Gray is like the great peek-a-boo, never much of a color on its own but likes playing hide and seek with all the others. Gray is soft, blending all the earth in stillness allowing time to slow down, the snooze soft alarm on morning, canceling early for “in a little while.” Gray is friendly, saying “have another cup of coffee, I have this, the earth and all its glory are still here but lets all lounge around awhile before getting started.” Gray on is like the day beginning when you say so, a long slow stretch atop flannel sheets, settling back in, reschedule to mid-morning, your alarm not going off. Gray, a wonderful concept for mornings and for you.
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| One side of our shore stabilization. |
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