ode to a robin…
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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Tag Archive: #loveandloss
memories and merit…
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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mattering light…
From where I sit, I can seehigh up in the crab apple treea small feather blowing in the breezeas it quite activelycatchesthelightand my eye I wonder to myself about itstravelsand how it has come tolightjust here up through the branches,the…
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beer for my horses…
Tuesday morning, I see that Toby Keith has diedfrom stomach cancerimmediately I forward the message to ourfamily group chatsad three things, very important to our familybooks, music, moviesbut I could also add to this,smart, intelligent witandhumourand something I am always…
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ashes to ashes…
This morning the sky begins inbluebut rather quickly is blanketedin the fluffy white-nessof a slightly cooler but,neverthelessbeautiful day the garden, in its summer gloryhas received so much rain latelyit looks to be sittinglush andlow due to a falling tree last…
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look who’s talking…
I happen to talk to myself a lotand out loudI come by this, I think in part because oftime spent in hospital, after an operationsharing a roomwith a lovely woman, whose name was VioletViolet happened to have, I guess one…
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to facing forward, from here…
Yesterday, in the midst of everyday ordinarytaskson my way up the stairs, with a basketof laundryI noticed the appearance of a very brightrainbowon the closet door and I stopped here, in this momentto just take it inthen as we do…
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flashes of letting go…
A winter storm that strangely comeswith thunder and frequentwild flashes of lightning under the great weightof heavy wet snowa large branch falls from a treein the gardenand crashes to the ground… the loss of someonewho has been fighting their own…
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a bowl of warm soup, when this is all i know to do…
To be there for someone in a time of loss to offer one love and support and kindness above all I think, kindness there is no taking away the profound emptiness of a light either slowly or suddenly diminished for a time there is no explaining…
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raindrops on tulips…
This morning againfinding oneself herereminding yourself to breathefully and deeplyvoluntarily carrying the weight of lossa friend whose heart has been inextricably tornaway by the loss of his belovedand what can one possibly say to reduce some small bit ofthe emptiness…
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