Today is my dayto pick up the vegasthis is what I do now,in very small rebellious acts of lessreclusive-nesson Fridays, I pick up the vegfrom our farm share I slip on a summer dressignoring all terrible thingsthe mirror has to…
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Ode to and inspired bya friendand thoughts on just howto stoptime two days ago, I wrote of having a lively chatwith a young robinand my gosh, such a joythis morning my son lets me knowthere is a dead birdin the…
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the other day sat in the gardenquietly bathing inthe ever gentle sights andsounds ofawea very young, very chatty robincomes in, lengthy conversation alreadyin progressit begins of course, because heor rather she… one is not entirely surehas quite a lot to…
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Another gorgeous day beginsitsunfolding of course it will start with a quiet readwhere I am tucking in to mysummer read of Middlemarch by George Eliotoutside it appears to beshaping up as a brightand beauty-filled dayseeing the bird feeders have beengladly…
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Today, an absolutely gorgeous, gorgeous dayand how could I nottell youabout the garden it’s May, and whatI ask youcould sound lovelier last week, we had a call from the Horticultural Societyasking if we were still interested inmaking ours a stop…
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Some will tell you that loss or ratherthe pain that comes with itis the priceof lovebut I think instead it is very much justa partoflove the letting go part it is precisely how we lovewhen all choice is taken awayand…
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Yesterday, after the morning spentreading my bookeven though the day eventually unfoldedin beautiful sunshineI sat for most of the daymaking a new playlistwe are a house of music herealways something is playingsomewherewe all like many different genres (proud parent moment)and…
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Gazing out the window this morningI watch a robin in the rainpoking holes in wet earthsearching forworms I am reading about cemeterieswhich happen to besomethingthatIlove often you know, while reading, whilewatching, whilelearningI will think to myselfThis!this is what I should…
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Monday morning early, at workwhile getting to the wateringI met a snake, it startled meI don’t mind snakes, as a speciesit just makes one jump, when something movesunexpectedly it occurs to me now, that thisis precisely what social anxiety feels…
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This morning begins kind of dullin colour onlythe skies don’t hold any particular shadetodayspring temperatures having once again taken adipand showers remain kind ofimminentApril 1st, and so I supposethe flowers and I arekind ofexpecting it I come with coffee, to…
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