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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Outside, the back garden looks bleakvery early spring, it’s true but most anywhere you lookthe dogs have trampledand one particular fellow, has chewedand dugand just generally annihilatedany resemblance ofbeautifying nature I’ve been away from my usual writing postI’m sure your…
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I am stood silentin between another, what’s the big dealconversationunwilling just now to step inor engage inthe what andthe whyas so often the world these daysfeelstooexhausting where flippancy and blatant unkindnessgrand selfcentred-ness, intentional belittling disguised as jokingat someone else’s expenseare…
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well then,I have just finished a fantastic reada beautiful gathering of correspondencebetween six sisters, spanning the twentieth century months longI have happily wandered alongin slowsnippetswith these wonderful witty, eccentric, womenmost enjoying every step contrary to what one might thinkknowing how…
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“If you drink much from a bottle marked ‘poison’ it is certain to disagree with you sooner or later.”~ Lewis Carroll Days have felt likeAlicetumbling down into the darknessofthe rabbit holeunable to grab hold of muchor make senseof a worldgone tonon-sense…
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This past weekend again, we do somethingbraveorfoolishor I suppose, wethrow caution to the windtake our chances onlovethat is to say,we adopt a new puppy on the way, many times we ask ourselvesis this a good ideawe two, the parents of…
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This morning I watch a robinas he/she walks alongin the gardena very hopeful sort of birdushering in the certain signsof springthe joy of spotting crocusesand a multitude of green sproutsthe robin then takes a stop at the small pondI watch…
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Yesterday begins,quite snowy, and a littleblowyreports of winter storm warningsfeel,as most language these daysslightly overblownlooks to me, just like winteradmittedly, much more winterthan we have had for several yearsalthough from here, as I read aboutlosses of habitats, and lowering water…
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this morning early,I take my time, drawing openthe curtainsslowly waking up the slumbering housewith a soft smileof greeting going outin the cool fresh airto feed the birds say good morning to a nuthatchwho staysbeside meunafraid this morning, in my book I…
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Last night, I looked up from the kitchen sinkas the beautiful bright mooncame in to view,still a few more nights before it appears fullthis lovely egg-shaped bloba three-quarter, I supposeendears itselftome I think to myself,(though most probably say out loudalso,…
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