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Into Each Life
A little rain must fall… I don’t think my little friend is concerned with getting wet. This post is part of Linda Hill’s prompt #1LinerWednesday.
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Got Nuts?
Come and get it! This post is brought to you by Linda Hill’s SoCS prompt for today, “nuts”. Visit her blog page for the rules and link to other great posts! And if you need a beer and some time talk , stop by Dan’s place. The bar is serving up some new appetizers! These are older images…
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I’m In!
Dear Lord I can’t believe it. After weeks of being too a) stressed b) busy c) uninspired d) busy e) couldn’t get into my account! I finally remembered the secret password to get into my own space once again. But, now what to do with such freedom? Since returning from our wonderful trip to visit…
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Affirmative, Captain #SoCS
We need to get this straight. I will affirm here and now that I have felt less than inspired in the last week. I’m working on the novel-still…maybe forever..but really loving the progress. It is just not something one can easily do at the end of a work day or week, popping from pragmatic, ordered…
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Art Matters/#SoCS
When I saw the SoCS JusJoJan prompt for today I was nearly giddy with excitement. Finally something easy. But, wait, what kind of art to post about. You see, I am kind of an art ADHD, in that I am not committed to one thing. I am sort of an artsy Jane-of-All-Trades and perhaps Master-of-None. I love…
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Imagine Me #SoCS/#Poetry
Imagine me not what you see- naked, shivering, withered tree still donning bits of finery. My skin gone rough and graying and the ground beneath decaying where my roots are firmly planted as my spine grows bent and slanted. Close your eyes… try to recall, the kiss of Fall so sweet he made us blush…
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Autumn Fire/Winter’s Desire #1LinerWeds
Stealing itself against the sharp edge of Winter, waiting in silent anticipation of day’s end Sun’s last cry of surrender to night strikes her cold, hard body, as flint to steel.. Igniting a spark, flicker of brilliance setting Autumn’s fine petticoats on fire! Watch her sway and burn with bright desire to…
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Autumn Stills..
Autumn on my windowsill, So quiet, lying, dying..still Cleverly disguised as change with brilliant strokes you rearrange the comfort of the familiar. We bundle up and brace ourselves as Summer things are put on shelves and breathless wait for Winter’s hand, its shadow cold across the land in shades of brown and white. Though…
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Now That’s Talent!
Mother nature has it all-an endless palette and eternal vision. She does some of her best work in this season! If only she would clean up the mess when she’s done….😏
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A Flake/#SoCs
Okay, I’m saying it for you. That’s what many of you will say when you read my post, but I don’t even care. If being a flake means I have faith in something outside of myself that keeps me going in a world gone mad around me then I’d rather be a flake doing life.…
Dreaming Reality 
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