This morning begins as I believe a Friday morning should gently with notice overcast skies a bit of the April showers about but how beautifully so gorgeous light from the forsythia in full bloom providing exactly the right amount of sunshine anyway coffee poured by someone you love at precisely the time…
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(from my ‘dailywoolf’ this morning) April 7, 1929 “I had something of the upmost importance to say, but can’t remember what.” – Virginia Woolf This then could easily serve as my mission statement, as I am thinking, what of this day was I…
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The view from my chair this morning briefly looking up from my book, has me besotted as will be revealed to youhere I am absolutely, and utterly in love with my house the history and character ingrained in each stick of wood each lick of paint each creak…
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(first thing, let me tell you right here today, I am annoyed knowing this if you feel inclined to read on it should be begun with a suitable furrowedscowl) I ask him, with a deep sigh Do you ever wonder about your own usefulness in…
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Friday feels to me like comfort it happens to not be a work day for me and has quickly become my favourite day most often I spend at least the morning with my love a small bit of shopping (also known as finding a few more books) the rest of the day, more or…
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Last year, at this time our daughter was on her way home her first year of college unavoidably interrupted for what we hoped would be a short-ish time a full year later, still in a hot zone nothing normal has resumed a wholly disappointing halt to something so…
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This morning I’m reading about gardens and looking at early signs of spring springing up in other places I am relishing even a small bit of time with my love and sunshine (I’m liking that too) this time last year we had only just begun the shutting down now openings…
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What if, you rarely read fiction didn’t ever pay much attention to the best seller list preferred a good deep dive into biography or learning something new what if you didn’t much do netflix or really even which of those buttons to push didn’t quite understand the binge part of anything much preferred a good…
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This weekend, I am 630 pages in to a fantastic biography of the Brontës and have spent a good deal of my mornings completely absorbed thus this weekend, I gazed lovingly up at the gorgeous very full, and very bright snow moon basking in the glow that fell upon everything it touched …
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The sun shining brightly on my face as to briefly rendered one snow blind the scent of milder air hints of a season of change to come a deep breath in… and out thus, the morning begins in gratitude for a small visitor who seems happy enough with my offering of…
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