This past weekend, we were most fortunate to attend the wedding of two lovely people. One of these dear friends, happens to be a pretty fantastic storyteller, who has posts called Twangy Sunday’s that include a story and feature a…
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“Armed I am with love. Disarmed I am.” ~ Manuel Alegre Friday morning, the sun is shining looks like a beautiful day is about to unfold gently easing into my chair I sit down with my coffee and just quietly…
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This year in the garden, I have seen more monarch caterpillarsthan ever before,that’s a hopeful thingand every time I step out the door, in mere secondsa monarch comes into viewthere is also a couple of beautiful, black with a bit…
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This morning I am reminded,how very lovely it is to visit with friends,to laugh hysterically, to sing, to dance, to share a glassa smile, a tear and a hugand toothis morning I am reminded,how lovely it is to come home,after…
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Somehow it suddenly becameAugust, and I feel as though I have not sat enoughoutside it is a gorgeous morning, so I sit with coffeemy book and the dogs, the three of uscontentedly driftingthrough peaceful pleasuresmy husband eventually comes out to…
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As to why I so often use #dontmissthis and #noticelife,yesterday in one small spot of various milkweed in my gardens, five monarch caterpillars,for me, instant amazing delightwhile this morning, not one is to be seenI’m sure they are still here,…
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For me sometimes, it is necessary to spill things out in words a wise friend says, just begin… and then, keep going… so I do, (what I want to say to you is this,while I hope you will continue reading…
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What is it, I can tell you today…really it’s the same old thing,it’s all in a living ofgratefulnessand why even do I keep telling you aboutordinary thingsthe same sights, the same soundsthe same rays of sunshine?Oh, I suppose I could…
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Today is about the birds and thebeesand listening to love songsit’s about genuine kind words from a genuine kinda friend,that more than do their job ofexpanding my heart(thank you TR)stepping out the back door, enveloped by hot humid airthe first…
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I haven’t had enough time to write,and today I can feel itin my teethnot even sure I have the time todaybutI’m doing it anywaywhat I’m supposed to be doingis writing a letterpen to paper sort of thing(how very fast a…
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