Spring stepped inunannouncedtrusting all footprints would belightly covered overfrom the falling snowand the cold windI suppose,became the lion partushering outthe last blastsofwinter although still feeling the lashings ofundertowyou did it, you knowwhile wanting to keep the whole world outsomehow you…
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March comesratherquietly in… againlike a lamb, as theysay feels a kind of hopeful thingdoesn’t itthe ‘march’ on to spring(nearly there) I am reading a very good and important bookby Maria Ressa, a courageous, strong andintelligent womana book heading straight for…
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Late February, how weird is thatwhat can often feel like the longest monthseems to be slipping awayand indeed,rather beautifully, I might add Family day, where I will soak myselfin the great luxuryofhome(and butter tarts)while dear husband takes his staffto make…
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Tuesday morning, I see that Toby Keith has diedfrom stomach cancerimmediately I forward the message to ourfamily group chatsad three things, very important to our familybooks, music, moviesbut I could also add to this,smart, intelligent witandhumourand something I am always…
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Today I am reading about flowersamong other thingswhich to meseemsthe perfect thing for late January for several years we have been inching our waytowardsun-lawningthe sort of unnatural, obsessive, artificialbeautification ofspaceslooking more toward justenjoyingthe marvelous wonder ofwild things and always I…
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Seems to me,that the light of October isa special kindof light makes everything rathergolden holds its own kind of magic noticing… last week I had two fingers fitted for splintsin hopes of keeping themmobileand this week, after trying to work…
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“We cannot live only for ourselves. A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men; and among those fibers, as sympathetic threads, our actions run as causes, and they come back to us as effects.” ~ Herman Melville To love the…
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Today in recognitionof the mighty thistle I am currently carrying with me,on theinsidea ba-a-a-a-ad mooda prickly sort of crustthat I can feel, tightin my jawinternally, from about the ribcageuplike a potabout to boil over warning flares have been sentmostly to…
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One of my very favourite times of the morning,sitting outside by the pond,coffee and conversational ‘catch-up’with my lovewatch one single puff of whitesail slowly across a pale blue skyquite contentedly sinkdeepinto the pagesof arather wonderfulbookjust as the sun rises high…
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This morning the sky begins inbluebut rather quickly is blanketedin the fluffy white-nessof a slightly cooler but,neverthelessbeautiful day the garden, in its summer gloryhas received so much rain latelyit looks to be sittinglush andlow due to a falling tree last…
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