This morning I notice the return of the Juncos to my feeder, and this… “I wish you wouldn’t have called me a poet, now every morning I wake up and try to prove it.” blesses my day, of ways to begin in gratitude – commune with…
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This morning I’m reading about gardens and looking at early signs of spring springing up in other places I am relishing even a small bit of time with my love and sunshine (I’m liking that too) this time last year we had only just begun the shutting down now openings…
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This morning I am up early, happy to resume my deep dive into a most interesting book, which feels almost to be blowing the top of my head off in quite an enthralling and enriching sort of way also this…
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