Tickle

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After the chaos of this past week, I went out in the yard on Saturday to catch up on the neglected maintenance. But by noon my poor old body and brain were ready for a break, so I found a comfortable spot under a tree, shut my eyes and just let the mind wander.

After a bit the sun began breaking through the fresh leaves overhead and the dancing warmth of its light on my face tickled me into consciousness – just in time to enjoy one of the finest spring afternoons we’ve had here yet.

Sometimes being ticklish is a good thing.

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