Contemplation: I was looking at my bedroom windows. I could see trees in full summer array. Greens against a blue sky with white clouds peeping out. I thought those windows are a living painting. A window is art that changes with the times and with the seasons.
I'm working hard to encourage my little sister. She going to Africa to meet her boy friend. She's never traveled before and she's scared. I got this image of someone winning a trip on t.v. They'd be jumping up and down and shouting . . . "Yay! I won a fabulous trip to Africa. " When I told her about the image she got happy.

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