the makings of life’s perfection..
It has all the makings of a perfect day it starts of course with a day off, so that means not getting up at 5:30 am, but rather a bit of a lie in and to rising slow…
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. . . and to you this day . . .
these words, and Bruce and … me
This morning my husband and I sit with coffee, quietly reading our books. My day off, and he with just a bit of time before he heads off to work, so we share this little luxury, togetherness. He’s just started…
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as we step through the door…
as we step through the door… of a brand new year this, this is my plea for a pause … to set my intention to be with grace at once loving and Kind and always with Gratitude I wonder sometimes,…
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to a gathering in …
And so this is Christmas and what have you done ♪ ♪ I awake from a sound sleep in complete darkness it’s 4:18 half of the bed is still empty while my mind starts to gather scenarios I decide it’s…
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.. and since we’ve no place to go ….
Up and out the door before 8:00 before I have even un-cricked my fingers I slip into my husband’s snowpants and boots and bundle up to shovel some snow my husband helps to clear the end a little where the…
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what if my heart …
what if my heart never stops breaking .. then I suppose I shall always see light this morning, as many I am trying to finish my book while outside my window beautiful distractions keep calling me a cold winter breeze is…
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there it was, all along…
So here’s the thing, – ignoring my less than spotless windows, and the fact that we have rosemary currently wintering in a beer coolie I just spotted this little bit of Love right outside my kitchen window, the thing is……
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to the greyness of skies…
When I open the door to let the dog in, the wind is cold and sharp given to chill or maybe that’s just me the sky appears greyish-white rather nondescript a little gloom or maybe that’s just me the dog…
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in a moment of blue…
it feels not quite like an ache rather more like a bubbling maybe it’s a twinkling of toes at my centre the scattering of words that start to dance in my head and it feels in my heart the sky…
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a breath of fresh light…
when first i wake the sun is shining put the coffee on to perk and warm to the smell of cinnamon and dark roast outside the window a beautiful little nuthatch sits atop the suet cake while the grey squirrel…
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