as before me there was you… before me, there was my sister. indeed, I would say my first friend, my protector, my confidant. my magic, my shared sense of wonder and curiosity my person to emulate, and oh so very…
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I can tell l when I am holding on too tightly when my grip is too firm when my feet hurt from being on them because I am standing much too hard on the earth I try to be…
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This morning first thing, I’m standing at the kitchen sink to brush my teeth, (yes, I am indeed a little strange) I look out the window at the trumpet vine and up into the pine tree and I marvel at…
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Yesterday, I wrote a blog post about telling people how you feel about them, saying something wonderful. What I just want to add to that is to make sure this always includes – Yourself. Last night, I went to my…
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In the garden today, the Bridal Wreath Spirea is bloomin’ beautiful, full to bursting with her tiny white clusters of flowers and then when the breeze comes she will scatter her bounty like confetti all around it is glorious and…
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“When this twentieth century of ours became obsessed with a passion for mere size, what was lost sight of was the ancient wisdom that the emotions have their own standards of judgment and their own sense of scale. In the…
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This morning while out on some errands we stop to fill up on gas as my husband gets out to pump I sit and watch, as the breeze gathers all of the wishes it can muster from the nearby field…
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It’s just simple things, that get me like sunshine and flowers morning coffee outside where the only sounds are the rustle of newspaper, turning pages in my book and the greetings of the birds a day spent with my love…
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My husband is up early, by the time I come down the stairs he is already outside rooting things up in the garden while I, feeling quite tired this week relish a bit of a lie in and a day…
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Often I hear people say, “I never read anything that’s long”, (weird huh!?!), anyway if this is you, my apologies, because this story, as it is turned out long… A few wonderful’s, a couple of not-so-wonderful’s and a bit of…
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