. . . and to you this day . . .

As I stand this morning in my place in the sun, coffee and cinnamon still warming in my cup.  My intention is to observe and to visit, take it all in.. there is much to admire in this Autumn day…
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the hardest part of losing someone is that you don’t so much lose something it’s more to what you have acquired the emptiness the dull ache the missing piece it’s not just a loss, it is more to this dreadful…
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yesterday, I rode my bike home in the rain and i didn’t melt a bit so there you have it proof that I am not entirely made of sugar while I revel in sunshine, it’s true I also come with…
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Once a rather sad and spiteful man said that I was damaged goods. This was said as to be the ultimate nasty jab, not just meant for me, but aimed also at  my family. At the time, it was easily…
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well,  she finally arrived, in  all her gracious splendour the first day of fall, and one could not ask for a more glorious entrance than this! I step out into my ray of light this morning to be heartily received…
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“Why if I picked a day to fly – oh, this would be it”  ~ Quasimodo from the Hunchback of Notre Dame this may not be a direct quote, but on a day like today, these are the words in…
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Sitting in my garden today, under the most glorious of skies,  golden sunshine warming my skin, savouring the sounds of late summer days.  It is wonderfully quiet here today.  The gentle whir of the air conditioner seems to be harmonizing…
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l am a terrible procrastinator. or possibly, I am brilliant at it!?! I strive for calm waters but sometimes it feels like I am careening towards rapids searching for a shoreline summer is ending, fall is returning, school is starting,…
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I guess we are not really friends as such yet I believe we do share a mutual respect of sorts we seem so opposite in nature you loud, boisterous and bustling me quiet, timid and calm you are all things…
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I feel myself mired in the ‘muck’ of August, the waning of summer days flowers are slowly beginning to fade, and thin things start to look a little more brown and a little less fresh the sun is shining,  but…
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