mindful notice…
This morning first thing, I’m standing at the kitchen sink to brush my teeth, (yes, I am indeed a little strange) I look out the window at the trumpet vine and up into the pine tree and I marvel at…
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the scent of warm sun on skin…
This morning while out on some errands we stop to fill up on gas as my husband gets out to pump I sit and watch, as the breeze gathers all of the wishes it can muster from the nearby field…
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to finding your song…
My husband is up early, by the time I come down the stairs he is already outside rooting things up in the garden while I, feeling quite tired this week relish a bit of a lie in and a day…
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