If I was to begin withnothing much to tell you… it’s the season of my husband working lots(there’s a few)and the nature of the business he’s inwe’ve never had weekends likepeopledoso, we’re not off adventuring orweekendingone night a week we…
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Friday morningmid-August, blue skies andsunshineof course, you will know wheretofindme the loveliest temperatures todaynot too hot, justabsolutely beautiful outside first thing, I am metby the all familiar humthat will render one quite stillthe vibration of wingsrapidlybeatingjust beside mea gorgeous little…
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I will never not bethe child of an alcoholic I will never not beaware of just when scales have beentipped of lost conversationsof lessgraciousnessof lesscaring memories blurred or missed of much less connectionand of course,caring I will never not be…
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Another gorgeous, gorgeous day,I mean, that aloneis to becelebrated, but this morning, something wonderful a walk to my most peaceful spotthe pondwhere for a time I will gaze on familiar spacesas I doevery day there are words, etched on my…
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This morning, once againabsolute perfection in a summer’s daywell, probably not completely perfect, after allisn’t that some kind ofsillywordwhat I really mean to say is, temperature wisesights and sounds wisewarm filtered sun, light gorgeous breezeaccompanying trill of the grasshoppersmy very…
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This morning I’ll begin on my ownin the gardenwhere the day is absolutely gorgeousAugust… to begin crazy though, doesn’t it feel as if Julyhad only just started the oppressive heat has moved off againand the temperatures are todayjustsetto please a…
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Three or four days ago, I quit a bookto the faithful few (ha!), you might knowthis is not something I dooftentrue, I have been in a bit of areadingfunkstart… stumble through.. move on(also not like me)my work day read, is…
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Today, I sat down to write you a love songof course it started with abright blue skywith narya cloud in sightand the vision of a lovely half-moonrefusing as he wasto go to bedat the proper timeremained up there, until way…
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When first I step out, the airsmellsa most comforting scent, of hot summer airand…the lakethink this to be a memory scentfrom my childhoodand my children’s childhood,as I don’t live by a lakebut certainly spent many, many summersthereit’s a beautiful sort…
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In the high heat of summer dayswhich I absolutelylovedays in which it isvitalthat yousitfor a time, and give thanksfor a breezeand the intermittent coverage of passingclouds where the soft coo of the doveseems to suitthescorchdays where one would expect to…
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