The best part of my whole day is taking you for a stroller ride. The beauty all around us is too big for my eyes. Sometimes the woods are full of trees that are shaded all the way down the stem. It is so dark that it looks wet. The sun shines full on the rest.
I wonder with you, how many greens, grays and blues can be found in this forest while we walk by.
I say to you, "see, Elsie how story-like is that little white cloud that floats among the dark ones?".
I pour out my yearnings and thanksgivings to God while you listen in and we inhale the same clear air and the contentment that it brings.
You ask me questions about life, motorcycles and, 'bad goggy butterflies that buzz Hoddee's ear'. (Hoddee is your name for yourself). I love to hear your earnestness and answer you in the same serious and trusting tone. Your concerns are very important to me because they are your's.
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