Posted on April 4, 2018, in Life and tagged # understanding, #accomplished, #blessings, #blossoming, #bones, #breezes, #bright, #brilliantly, #chance, #change, #chase, #chill, #Choose, #cold, #dance, #demands, #dreams, #exactly, #exhales, #existing, #expectations, #experiencing, #frosty, #gasp, #green, #healthy, #hurry, #illusions, #indoors, #inviting, #knowing, #lastnight, #outside, #powerful, #seasons, #seeing, #shorts, #slow, #snow, #spring, #statement, #stayed, #sunbeams, #sunny, #sunshines, #swept, #tanktops, #thewannabesaint.com, #thunder, #time, #timetable, #true, #truth, #Untilthen, #warm, #warmsup, #weatherfront, #whispers, #winter, @BrianLoging, Nature. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.
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When you talk about chasing the chill from your bones, I totally feel you!
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