My current reading andmightread nextpile where I have not spent nearly enough timewith the first book, Surrenderand it really is so very goodbut also, where I am always looking forwardto thenextone and ways in which the two of thesefirst two…
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This morning,I’m thinking about the transitionfromsoup to saladthen back againspring weather being what it isanother cool wet startgrey clouds with small surprising breaksof brightlight first thing the only digits that will moveon sore handsarethumbseverything else is curled in tight eventually…
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This morning we take a drive,as I amnot a driverand a drive with my husband being one of myfavourite things, especiallyon a lovely morning such as thisI sit quite enjoying the scenerychattering away to my love about thingsour sometimes opposing…
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On the way up the stairsin my housethere are two small windowsone is up quite highthe other one you pass each timeyouclimb the up high window is often whereIin the very early, still darkhoursof the morningon the way downwill find…
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If I can tell you anything,it’s just thiskeep your heart open we thought we’d been brokenwell in truthwe knew we hadand scars remain, most everywhereyoulookaround us, someon us not again he said,not anymore. Spring came though,as we knew itwouldand again…
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This morning it’s the rising sunon the fenceand how outside my windoweverything is litin the brilliance ofgold the comfort one feelsin the simple highlightof acozy little birdhouseon the post this morning in the quietI travel deeper into a bookwhere the…
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It is the kind of morning,where pink slipper crocs and a hand-me-downoversizedFall Out Boy sweatshirt, charcoal sweatpantsand freshly washed hairare perfectly acceptableoutdoor weara lovely cool breeze aiding the billows of whitein periodically covering up the sunbehind themjustblue after coffee together,my…
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The weather here is set to change,it’s been gorgeously mildfor November however much cooler temps are well on their wayin possible anticipation of thisthe skies todaydon’t hold much colourmakes one thankful for the ever changing leaves Remembrance Day todayand as…
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(alternate title: me as a small shriveled crab apple) You can start the day in the middle of the night,unable to find comfort fromfingers and hands that won’t stop achingone that is curled and can’tstraightenand one that is frozen in…
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Yesterday,in the morning my husband makes a lovely potof soup and another pot of pasta saucefrom the gifts of a generous harvestshared by a dear friend later in the day, my daughtermakes some lovely pink jam from the quinceshe has…
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