A rather ordinary sort of dayone might think,one in which nothing very spectacularmay behappening but one in which words from the lovelyKate Bowler, to be a loving presencewill set wings to my heart and a regular walk pastthe small window…
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This morning dawns in the gardenabsolutely beautifulit’s been a long weekrather more eventful than one wouldwishbut also one that comes gentlyto aperfectly peacefulFridayin the loveliness of myhappiestplace this morning in the gardenI’m wonderingwhyone would ever wishto be anywhere elseyou know,…
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To lie for a timewith the dog at your sidesnuggled in warm, under coversnot wishing to befullyawakeyet, no longer reallyasleep to feel breath, steadyslowanddeepkind, comfortandsoothing hand on his warm tummyrises and fallsgently this is meditationandloving kindness too to stand at…
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Soft sleepy kisses break up the morning’sslumberlovely husband is off earlyto workwhile I, opt for lying in a little longermy day off andpuppy snuggles just warm enoughforkeeping mehere the morning skya gorgeous blue, and the sun shineson every lovely thingbelowas…
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When the sky comes inbrightest blueafter an abundance of windand rainand the sun brilliantly beginscoaxing out each tiny budandleaf And I have spent several hoursof the morningwith my lovewhere we have walkedthe gardensmakingplans In afternoon lightthe pups and I, we…
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Do you ever get so caught up in thingsthings to dothings to not forgetthings toworry aboutthat you suddenly notice, that youhad forgotten tolookup I mean of course you gazed out the window this morningas you dowhile settling inwith coffeebut perhaps…
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Spring stepped inunannouncedtrusting all footprints would belightly covered overfrom the falling snowand the cold windI suppose,became the lion partushering outthe last blastsofwinter although still feeling the lashings ofundertowyou did it, you knowwhile wanting to keep the whole world outsomehow you…
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March comesratherquietly in… againlike a lamb, as theysay feels a kind of hopeful thingdoesn’t itthe ‘march’ on to spring(nearly there) I am reading a very good and important bookby Maria Ressa, a courageous, strong andintelligent womana book heading straight for…
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Late February, how weird is thatwhat can often feel like the longest monthseems to be slipping awayand indeed,rather beautifully, I might add Family day, where I will soak myselfin the great luxuryofhome(and butter tarts)while dear husband takes his staffto make…
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Today I am reading about flowersamong other thingswhich to meseemsthe perfect thing for late January for several years we have been inching our waytowardsun-lawningthe sort of unnatural, obsessive, artificialbeautification ofspaceslooking more toward justenjoyingthe marvelous wonder ofwild things and always I…
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