Hot Mother’s day view out this mother’s window…

A live oak tree, magically blesses my morning coffee with bird songs, angel wings, and furry scurrying underneath in the musty underdrawers of my dwelling place. The contented breathing, the unlimited knowing, the sated mothering -my sons have called me today!

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