So, nothing like a little back pain to make you stop and smell the roses… I found myself shuffling along like my grandparents in their nineties to get my coffee this weekend (and I cherish those walks with Grandma along her driveway to view the peonies and snap dragons), and I actually looked up, and down, and around. And it was pretty glorious. Check it out…
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