I would like to live in a bookstorebut not just any old bookstore you see…one most comfortable andkindwith an old wooden front, and large windowsthat I could dress a welcome sign that (even though it was me)made you feel solike drawing…
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I wonder, you knowhow often it isyouwill check in with love today thinking aboutmy Uncle Johnwho has been gone a whole yearyet how much I always feel the presence of both heand my Aunt Patstillin guidance and incaring today, celebrating…
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(a long story about shorter things…) There is this book that I have been holding for more than a year now,it is a book of smallish proportions, yet only in size and certainly not in stature. I don’t so often…
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This morning I am reading Moments of Seeing: Reflections from an Ordinary Life by Katrina Kenison, a book that I pre-ordered as soon as I knew of it, probably a Mother’s Day or Birthday gift to myself. When it arrived, …
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Once again I find myself, absolutely besotted with a book of course.. well, there is this thing where I am in love with books but sometimes there is a certain book, whose title I have read or heard whose cover…
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This morning I say to my love, as he comes in – “if I had been smart… “ (a familiar statement, and so he laughs) full to the brim with enthusiasm from the book on my lap “if I had…
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Inside the house music is playing very loudly, one daughter upstairs, one daughter down two different beats “I’m going to the library” I say , even though I am certain no-one can hear me, or cares “And, I’m wearing my…
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The morning dawns as most days, in a quiet smile and gratefulness to begin a rather overcast day it appears, and although I have heard the snowplow thundering its way down the street, I am in no hurry to rush…
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