Scents of apple and cinnamon fill my house. The morning was heavy with storms, dark as night. I savored sounds of rain while it lasted. Now, not ready to give up a sense of rainwashed, tea-soothed, quilt-warmed coziness, I turn to my favorite music of all time.
If there were theme music to my life, this would be it. Why? I don't exactly know.
I just know that this piece of music somehow finds its way into every corner of my memory. Into every shadow of my dreams.....
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(apples photo by Nancy Shuman)