|Blanket of memories, 5 by 7 watercolor, card|
Like solitude on the Great Plains, underneath a big sky, as the flakes come down, you pause and enjoy. Are not our favorite memories the same, transforming our mindscapes, softening the edges and unhappiness of the past with beauty and calm when we need it most?
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