I had just made butter tart squares to take in to work for a treat. Gooey, delicious, buttery and sweet. After carefully placing them in the tin, I lick the sweetness from my finger. I am instantly put in mind…
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Nearing the end of a post I had just written about this day, suddenly it all just disappeared!! I am left with a very blank screen … and my stomach hits the floor. Even if I am the only one…
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too many words in my head today and too little time to sort them through they flash and swirl racing around bumping into walls and threatening to burst out my ears then crashing down in heaps like discarded clothes in…
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from my chair I can see the corner of my kitchen touched by morning sunlight reflections illuminate clean (ha, from this distance!) and comforting, always in the world, this is one of my favourite views open shelves, built by my…
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to the Unfolding of me… unaware, I assume I am unseen unwritten unnoticed unremarkable however, underneath underrated under covered me unafraid, almost never unwise, probably … yet open to acquiring undesirable, the romantic in me would never entertain the notion!…
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I have a friend … stately and strong, towering over , soaring to dizzying heights. He is a beautiful blue spruce, whom I greatly admire. He is extremely tall, possibly 40 feet in height and rather thin. When the wind…
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there is a beautiful calm that comes with a holiday, day Good Friday as it is coffee and a quiet read with my Love listening to Julie Nesrallah’s soothing choices of classical music on CBC radio 2 sons home, my…
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On my way to letting the dogs out this morning, I smash my toes against my husband’s weights in the kitchen, my hand hits the counter hard, objects fly as I try to prevent myself from smashing head first into…
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I startle myself awake from a bad dream heart pounding, restless full of fear as a result, when I do arise I am not feeling rested instead I am tense anxious frayed my jaw is tight my thoughts race and…
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how to know Love when you meet it i knew him before, sure but one time, in jest he kissed my hand and though the moment passed quite innocently somehow, that kiss lingered on my skin i had been kissed…
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