A tale of a Friday afternoon: After work, I came home and could only focus on the dirty dishes in the sink. Jeff, however, came home and noticed the great lighting on the Japanese Maple and tulips and couldn't let the moment pass without a picture. While outside, he cut a flower and brought it in for me. It took not even a minute for me to put away the dishes, yet the kitchen has smelled like spring all weekend. Sigh. So glad he is my husband. So glad he adds a different perspective to my life.
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