signs of things of beauty…
When day is done and I reach my gate, I come to a realm where there is no hate, For here, whatever my worth may be, Are those who cling to their faith in me; And with love on guard…
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When day is done and I reach my gate, I come to a realm where there is no hate, For here, whatever my worth may be, Are those who cling to their faith in me; And with love on guard…
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This morning as I step outside, I can hear bells ringing in the New Year it is in fact the sound of my wind chimes ushering in time the lightest mist of snow is falling delicately dusting surfaces and the…
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I’ve wanted to write, there just hasn’t been time so I am stopping here for a sit a brief pause, to sift through as now we come to the close of another year, quite remarkable how very fast days, weeks,…
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So here it is, if you have asked me.. and even if you haven’t – I don’t do it often – here is THE book I would highly recommend that You read: Being Mortal by Atul Gawande This is one…
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I’ve had a visitor in the night or possibly very early this morning the evidence of such left in small paw prints up the walk in the dusting of snow that fell over night what a lovely sight I’ve been…
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Yesterday, amidst a few errands, although we ourselves are short on time my husband stops into a busy coffee shop to pick up a candy cane hot chocolate for a girl at the store we have just been to whose…
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When my work day begins it’s still dark outside as I walk, I take a deep breath and look up at the sky where above me shines a very bright star I make my wish (as I do every day)…
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I am a bit stuck inevery little thing is annoying meand there is just no time to writeand rarely a glimpse of the sun ’tis the season rather loudly I hear myself exhale think of goodness think of ease, think of…
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And then comes the day when you have said yes, to going out while wishing that you were already back in when battling the stressed/not stressed has left you with a headache and a nasty big cold sore on your…
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One of the wonderful things of writing here is when a post comes up from last year or the year before it is equally enjoyable for me to revisit me and the nice thing is, it always confirms the nature…
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