Ivy had the sniffles
and so she rode around on my back in the mei tai for the day. Her face nuzzled behind me while I washed dishes and wrote stuff.
Ever notice that in the absence of it, a tiny bit of color pops and makes its small self known.
It's in the color of an eye, the streak in my hair.
You Capture: color
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