(from my ‘dailywoolf’ this morning) April 7, 1929 “I had something of the upmost importance to say, but can’t remember what.” – Virginia Woolf This then could easily serve as my mission statement, as I am thinking, what of this day was I…
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Friday feels to me like comfort it happens to not be a work day for me and has quickly become my favourite day most often I spend at least the morning with my love a small bit of shopping (also known as finding a few more books) the rest of the day, more or…
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December blows in all wild and wintry possibly reminding us how nice it can be to snuggle last night, winter wonderland this morning… the sun, everything glistens outside interesting lumps and bumps and heaps of snow mysterious works of art, of things left unattended sat in the queue of good…
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This morning the gardens have that late summer feel I won’t say fall, cause we’re not there yet, there’s no need to rush it fading beauties on sturdy stems browning just around the edges puffball mushrooms under the tree more…
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A deep dive into amood,what feels like a seasonin actual fact, lasts all of three days where I choose quiet andbroodyto minimize the need for unnecessarilybeating myself up andlashingout keep my head low(to match the spirits)gently as I canease myself…
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“Honor yourself with the humanity you ask everyone else to recognize.” ~ Dr. Yaba Blay What if today we agreed, to temporarily suspend all sweetness and light to instead spend the day in quiet contemplation of failing to save the…
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This morning the house feels muggy and damp, and outside the sky is a kind of gorgeous shade of pale greyevery now and again,a bit of blue feels a bit like rain is imminent, and really is one of those…
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Think I’ve found my calling, time to get the business cards printed this morning I read these words, What small piece of sadness can I hold for you today? this is it, it hit me like the first signs of…
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Friday is, as it happensmy daybest served when it begins with the steady streamof emptying the house, for a time of its occupantsexcept for me and a general assortment of wildlifedogs, cats, birds, hedgehog, fisha day in which Imight spread…
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Yesterday morning beginswith thinking about someone I am most grateful foran auntand how I might tell herjust because this is what I’m thinking today(wondering if she might think this weird) the afternoon comes with attendingan online funeral streamwith my brother-in-law…
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