When the goldenrod begins to bloomand the hummingbird trafficincreasesthe sunmoves over just a little morein the skyand the sugar maples start boldly in toblushwhen yellow-jackets take a keen interestin each and every movementand apples begin a slightrosy-ing up one hesitates…
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August in the garden feelslikeluxurythere is a sort of graciouseaseto itwhere nothing needs to betendedbothered or fussed aboutthe growers have grownthe bloomers havebloomedsome already faded and gonesome stillshinetadpoles become toadsbaby birds have well since flownthe nestandbutterflies abound this week I…
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This morning it’s the rising sunon the fenceand how outside my windoweverything is litin the brilliance ofgold the comfort one feelsin the simple highlightof acozy little birdhouseon the post this morning in the quietI travel deeper into a bookwhere the…
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I’ve been reading a terrific bookabout circumstance, homelessnessstrength, endurance andin the end, theone foot in front of the other kind ofwalkingalso, the healing nature ofnatureand of love as I read, I have felt myself to a muchmuchlesser degree, struggling alongthrough…
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Finished! Whew!!Just this morning, I finished reading A Suitable Boy by Vikram Seth.What a fantastic read! I don’t often read fiction any more,and I’m not gonna lie, I kind of became interested in this book, when I first heard it…
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This morning, I am quiet, contented joy with the most incredible bout of loving kindness bubbling up inside (*slight alteration in moods may occur, which is why I am telling you here) this then, is how this sort of thing begins last week, I sent a…
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This morning I finish a book by a highly accomplished, much determined quite inspiring, creative woman written about a dark and difficult time in her life but coming out the other sidelovinglyand I finish it with that all familiar sigh… what is it you want in…
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Last night I knock a jar of ginger down off the shelf which then hits the dinner plate below breaking off an edge a brief moment of devastation and disappointment as someone who talks to herself a lot I am very conscious of harsh, defeating self-talk and it’s something…
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A Friday with copious amounts of sunshine has ME written all over it I don’t happen to work on Fridays, and I in my infinite wisdom have declared this the day of the week when, if it can at all be helped… I do not do I do…
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This comes, as things often do for meby way of a bookthis will also come with a story or twoand if you’ve paid any attention at all to things I do here, with a few rambling thoughts and a wander…
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