Out My Window.......
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we know their presence by the love they create in our hearts.
Mary Baker Eddy
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Uploaded on December 10, 2020
Taken on December 3, 2020
Out My Window.......
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we know their presence by the love they create in our hearts.
Mary Baker Eddy
3,408
views
91
faves
77
comments
Uploaded on December 10, 2020
Taken on December 3, 2020