Six Word Story September 13, 2019August 19, 2019 / Catherine The grass’ dew reflected early sunlight. Instagram Goodreads Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Print (Opens in new window) Print More Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like Loading... Related
It was exactly like that! Mornings walks are my favourite events. Have a good evening, Pooja! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Catherine Jane 
Ooh I can imagine a sunrise in the backgorund.
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It was exactly like that! Mornings walks are my favourite events. Have a good evening, Pooja!
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Thanks have a good evening too!
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It’s my pleasure 🙂
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