Reflections from the Hammock
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Hey, look at that sweet bunny in the garden. I don't think he knows I'm here.
Where's Jasper?
I wish there were a stronger breeze so I could rock back and forth.
Chippy, I don't care if you're mad that I'm under the tree.
Blue jays, can you keep it down?
I probably should go back inside and fold the laundry. Nah.
I wish I could sleep here tonight.
Zzzzzzz....
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