I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays — Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
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I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays like ribbons tangling in the tops of trees.

— Lauren Slater, Playing House: Notes of a Reluctant Mother
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