They read alone. They read together. Sometimes they read quietly to themselves. Sometimes the stories burst through the silence in a jumble of noise.
Sometimes, I look up and catch them like this, and my heart silently smiles.
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What lovely pictures of your chaps. Second one is particularly gorgeous.
ReplyDeleteI've just finished reading your Exercise In Appreciation. I don't think I've enjoyed reading anything so much for a long time. Absolutely wonderful, thank you for sharing your life Helen.
How lovely and timeless it looks in black and white
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