Today at the gas stationwhile my husbandfillsa car drives in,and as it passes, I thinkto myselfthat looks almost like my Aunt Maureenfrom there, thoughts wanderandweavehow really lovely she washow, I always thought of herascomfortespecially, when wrapped in her armsand… I…
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Yesterday begins,quite snowy, and a littleblowyreports of winter storm warningsfeel,as most language these daysslightly overblownlooks to me, just like winteradmittedly, much more winterthan we have had for several yearsalthough from here, as I read aboutlosses of habitats, and lowering water…
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The other evening, just about duskI pass by the door, and spotout frontour resident brown bunnythrough the small window, on the stairsI watch bunny-bun-bunnibbling plant stalks left in anunruly garden yesterday, early morningI watch the squirrels make their wayto investigate…
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A couple of nights agoI watched an interview with Dr.Tak Maka Canadian medical researcher, geneticist,oncologist and biochemist(the reader will note here, that I am terribleat relaying details from something I have watchedor listened to, even when I have been completelyfascinated)Dr.…
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Sometimes I want to standin thesnowandscream at the worldWHY CAN’T YOU LET ME LOVE YOU BETTER!!??!! (or maybe it’s youorme) some days it’s really hardtoshoulderbecause the world has gone madand are we allnotjust destinedtogowithit come to the edgeof the most…
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Last night, I stepped outsidetook a great delicious gulpof cold crisp airfilled my lungs tofullheld it there, in a deep, deepcontented smilethen slowly released itback out in to the night skyI peeked out from under the roofto check for starswaited…
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Seems of late,I haven’t really hadso much to say this morning I make time tocatch up on some reading from writersItrust s’pose this is the thing, these daystrustinyour sources December,wintery weather is upon usas I’ve probably said beforeI don’t much…
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On Sunday night I shook myself awakecertain I could hear my old fella,our dear dog Tedbarking his little yelp from downstairsin later years, he did this bark-cry for companywhen he could no longer climb the stairsstarting to rise, I threw…
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this morning early,I take my time, drawing openthe curtainsslowly waking up the slumbering housewith a soft smileof greeting going outin the cool fresh airto feed the birds say good morning to a nuthatchwho staysbeside meunafraid this morning, in my book I…
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Last night, I looked up from the kitchen sinkas the beautiful bright mooncame in to view,still a few more nights before it appears fullthis lovely egg-shaped bloba three-quarter, I supposeendears itselftome I think to myself,(though most probably say out loudalso,…
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