These yellow flowers are so beautiful. Flowers really speak to me. You're probably thinking many outside things speak to me and you are right! If it isn't flowers, it's clouds or sunsets or animals or the movement of the river or a thousand other things I see outside. I love being outside (except when it is too hot or too cold--I don't wish to feel sweat rushing out of every pore and I don't like it when I'm so cold I just shake). There is just something so reviving in being outside. Maybe I just feel closer to God with no roof in the way? Probably, although my roof in no way hinders my prayers!
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