I was at the nursing home where my father lives the other day. A warm sun was cheering up the cool November yard and there was a couple out on the patio. I am deducing they were a couple, though they were far enough away I suppose the woman might have been the man's daughter... In any case, there they sat in the sun. Both wore sunglasses and the man in the wheelchair was tucked in with a cozy blanket, and there they sat, faces tipped up to the surprising warmth, wordlessly holding hands. It was a beautiful thing to witness, their affection and their mutual enjoyment of the sun, despite physical limitations.
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