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A Good Day/#poetry #photography
Sunshine… On my shoulders… in my eyes…. Peering, peeking… Quietly sneaking across the sky… Hours pass as, hardly…
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Because/Poetry #SoCS
September now has passed from view and Autumn in the mists of dank and often dreary days of Winter’s cold and unsympathetic hand. Suppose we, then, weep not for days in whose long, languid shadows we swore at sweat, nor regret the changing climes in these fearful times. Soon the sap will…
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Into Each Life
A little Rayne must fall….. If they are lucky, that is! 😀💕 And we all know after the showers come the sunshine and Raynebows! See how she shines. 😘 We love you!
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Traditionally Twisted/ChristmasFun
While I wish all my family could be together for the holidays, I was thrilled to have two of my sons and their sweeties to share this special time with. Here are a few of the highlights. We have always been big movie fanatics-no wonder they all love movies and music. One continues to play…
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Christmas Unwrapped
One of the many perfect gifts I recieved this year was books. This one took my breath away. How I miss John. This post brought to you (late) for #1LinerWednesday
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First Lights
‘Twas the week before Christmas, and time, it would seem, to seek out a few of my favorite things. The local town square is always so bright with sparkling magical holiday lights! But first… A feast! I know it doesn’t look much like roast beast! The Whos were having their office affair…
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Moments/Photography
Tropical moments to warm us through the Winter…..
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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…
Dreaming Reality 
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