It is enoughto stand in the gardenunder overcast skies, heavily cloaked ina pale, palegrey still moving absolutely nothingbutone’s eyesslowly taking in each sightthe delicate and theboldbreathing deeply (as one can)and wondering if it is possible totune inand hearthe bees gathering…
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When the goldenrod begins to bloomand the hummingbird trafficincreasesthe sunmoves over just a little morein the skyand the sugar maples start boldly in toblushwhen yellow-jackets take a keen interestin each and every movementand apples begin a slightrosy-ing up one hesitates…
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Yesterday morning, much to domuch tolook forward toI begin in tears I am feeling scared, a little overwhelmedfor many reasonsand I stillcannot breathe properly thanks to the combination ofallergies and covid,which really affectsmy sleephormones have hit, as they doend of…
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This morning it’s the rising sunon the fenceand how outside my windoweverything is litin the brilliance ofgold the comfort one feelsin the simple highlightof acozy little birdhouseon the post this morning in the quietI travel deeper into a bookwhere the…
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I’ve been reading a terrific bookabout circumstance, homelessnessstrength, endurance andin the end, theone foot in front of the other kind ofwalkingalso, the healing nature ofnatureand of love as I read, I have felt myself to a muchmuchlesser degree, struggling alongthrough…
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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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Mostly I wanted to tell you about the monarchshow every time we step outinto the front gardentheyappear and how it always feels likethe most honourablevisitto us, asendangered as now they are and also about the rabbitthat came into view last…
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On the morning of a day expected to beheating upsevere storms in the forecastI sit by the pondin a lovely light breezea peaceable smile, dogs at my feetwatching a monarch flutterand the oriolesin the trumpet vine, attracted to thesweetnessof bold…
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There is great comfort in waking early beginning the day in a house still in slumber sitting with coffee and a book by the window where outside the day is just barely breaking last night’s beautiful worm moon bright against a still dark sky listen to the sounds…
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A Friday with copious amounts of sunshine has ME written all over it I don’t happen to work on Fridays, and I in my infinite wisdom have declared this the day of the week when, if it can at all be helped… I do not do I do…
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