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I had to take this picture this morning. I know my Pearl St. week is over, but with spring approaching, I'm going to miss cool crisp mornings with the sun painting everything a beautiful pink hue. When My Wife and I were a few months into our marriage, our itty-bitty apartment would light up this incredible pink every morning. Oh, those were some great mornings waking up in what felt like heaven just descended upon us, all we need were the missing were the singing cherubs and the cloud lined floor. We had some great conversations talking about what being married to one another met and what our future family would be like.