The Tardy Cherub

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Cupid snoozed—his alarm betrayed, Wings askew, his bow mislaid. Love showed up a moment late, Blushing, breathless, tempting fate. Turns out hearts still fell just fine— Even tardy arrows hit on time.

Peaceful

 A tree was damaged in the recent high winds, so it had to come down. I’m not complaining because I get to do this: 



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