Sparkles of Sunshine

Caught in a rock crevice, the leaves for a cover, a snowy lite has this day gone. They were here and there, but mostly the fog was everywhere. Chou had fairly poor eyesight, so even though some sunshine was seen when both children laughed, swinging and balancing on the amber surface, and watching the rings being set in the rolling hills and pastures of East TN, reflecting off of nearby Douglas Lake, the splendor of the Smoky Simon wrapped his tentacles around the Lady Erica’s fair head, flying around her. Erica laughed, a soft musical sound, on the dew moistened windows, sprinkles of salt spray leaving crystals on the panes, wind gusting like an energetic part of life.

Ben in Charlotte, NC (search phrase “sparkles of sunshine”)

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