come on over.

Our French doors are open and the breeze is tiptoeing from room to room. The sky is a brilliant blue and it feels like spring is peering around the corner. I really wish that all of you could come over this afternoon. We could sit on the deck and play music. I would have lemonade, sweet tea, fresh fruit, and pretzels on the screened-in-porch and you could just make yourself at home.  

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