http://slow.writerscafe.org/WillowBee The original writings of author Willow Bee en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776062877 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 She stood there, frozen in task, shirt and clothes pin in hand, her bare toes crinkled in the lush grass, stopped in time to admire that day. It was just such a day that would commanded that kind of absolute attention. The tall maples were thick with green and swayed gently in the dry summer breez.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillowBee/1326049/