When I read good writersor should I say, in my humble opinionas who’s to decide,because I tend to read a lot ofnon-fiction –writers who feel as if weare in a kindconversationthey tend to make me feellike Ishould like to writenot…
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And so today,I notice the bloodroot has begun tobloomand I forget to get my snapof this place and thistime and then the rain beginsfollowed soon afterby flashes andbooms when it finishes, or so it appearsthe sun breaks throughonce againeven a…
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Sitting quietly in my chair by the window,outside the sky turns itselffrom a dull, blustery, overcastgreyto a beautiful bluewhite billowy clouds sailingand sunshine beaming throughI had a phone appointment scheduled this morningand soI sat, baited of breathready, and silently rehearsinguntil…
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As the sky begins to brightenon a beautiful morning,through the window, I am once again watchinga robinour resident harbinger of spring like thingstoday’s beauty is gatheringa great beak-full of grasses and twigsit scritches through gardensin searchyesterday, a squirrel in the…
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