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Good morning, Scarlet.

I'm sitting here with Harriet on my lap, a hot cup of coffee, Malachy listening to the birds chirping outside. I know he's wishing he could have one for breakfast. The sun is out, but not too hot. The trees are moving ever so slightly. God has made a beautiful Sunday. I'm going to His House to thank him for it soon. I wish you were here to share it with us. I love you, Nana.