Skipping rocks on pristine water, wading in to retrieve a branch, learning to swim in an ice cold stream, puddles to splash in, all memories of childhood that evoke different memories.
summer with water
quiet rain softens my path
feels cool on my toes
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W3 Prompt #119: Wea’ve Written Weekly
The Bag Lady 
hi, Cheryl 👋🏻
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by our beloved Murisopsis (Val), is now live!
https://skepticskaddish.com/2024/08/14/w3-prompt-120-weave-written-weekly/
Enjoy❣️
Much love,
David
P.S. I think you forgot to share the link to this entry in the W3 ‘Mister Linky’… so I only found it just now…
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Probably, my internet has been in and out😀
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ah, that makes sense!
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A tough challenge this week, but I tried it anyway😉
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🤗
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so lovely, Cheryl…🤍
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Thank you!
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Lovely memory Cheryl
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Thanks!
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You’re welcome ☺️
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