It feels a great luxury to fully breathe indeeplyto step outside, the morning still darklight provided from the damp pilingof snowreflecting I guess, the colourof theskycurrent precipitation spits like rainbut the air feels fresh,so I breathe it in, as best…
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I wanted to tell you,how last night as the sun was settingthe lower sky became a fantastic rosy, orange glowand one small gorgeous pink cloudfloatedover me andI wanted to tell you how encouraging it can beafter dingy skiffs of snow…
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I tell you this as the wave ofinternal anxiety beginstocreep inI mean, again, tis the season and all thatbut really…who has time for this of course my jaw’s been tight for daysand despite yet one more birthday nudging me ever…
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small bits of writing from the past few days Ways in whichIcould love youbetter… ~~~~~~ this morning I am up much before the sunas my wandering brain has wellbegun thinking of thingsto be done (tis the season and all that)it…
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Mornings when I work, I am up quite earlyand most always as I leave the houseI look up into the still dark skyand marvelat the stars abovethis starts my day, regardless of what may comewith a very special feelingboth comfort…
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The weather here is set to change,it’s been gorgeously mildfor November however much cooler temps are well on their wayin possible anticipation of thisthe skies todaydon’t hold much colourmakes one thankful for the ever changing leaves Remembrance Day todayand as…
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rules of engagement be peace-filledbe wonderbe amazementbe interested and sometimes…be quiet it’s not a competition be kindnessbe tenderbe considerate be love when you need itgive love,when you don’t care about others laugh noticethe light say I love youout loud andoften(more…
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(alternate title: me as a small shriveled crab apple) You can start the day in the middle of the night,unable to find comfort fromfingers and hands that won’t stop achingone that is curled and can’tstraightenand one that is frozen in…
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My husband’s Aunt Esther has died,a lovely woman who I came to have a great connection tothrough words I guess one could say,Esther lived farther west, and although we didhave a chance to meet in persononly once, I thinkmost of…
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Yesterday,in the morning my husband makes a lovely potof soup and another pot of pasta saucefrom the gifts of a generous harvestshared by a dear friend later in the day, my daughtermakes some lovely pink jam from the quinceshe has…
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