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Hanging Around/Photography
The empty air between us seems so thick, so distant, as in dreams. Memory fades to hazy view, framed in melancholy hue. Razor’s edge once cut so deep now rusts in pools of tears I weep. I wept-no more-the well is dry, the burden gone, with wings I fly, no more bemoan what might…
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Fridays and Doors and Beer…Oh My! #SoCS #ThursdayDoors
Man, what can I say? I am SO behind this week. Could it be due to some little thing called “work”? I am not really an uber talented gal but I take pride in my ability to juggle and multi task pretty well. This week has been mind boggling though. So glad my #Free48 showed…
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Love Lift Us Up
I have had my share of pleasure and pain in all types of love and have come to one sure conclusion. Love should always lift you up. If you find yourself face down in the dirt too many times, your love is broken, sick or completely misplaced. It needs some work. Funny, I never cared…
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Constant
I’m sorry about not delivering a #Free48 post today and I promise to catch up. The truth is I didn’t sleep well last night. I have several family members and dear friends who are struggling with health issues and they are weighing heavily on my heart. I dreamed of one friend , a silly sort…
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Oh Marietta!/Free 48
I wasn’t sure I would squeak this out but with the Academy Awards booming in the background, I am bound and determined to share my 2nd installment of my new theme #Free48, my weekend tribute to those hours which are afforded to me that belong to me. Sometimes they are quiet, sometimes busy, manic, lazy…
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Passion or Pain/#SoCS
Passion or pain, tell me again why I surrender without a thought of what I ought to expect, no regret, for blood runs hot and soon is forgot the sting of sorrow left for tomorrow when ‘ere you are gone leaving me here alone with naught but a glint and the sultry scent of…
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Free 48/Weekend Adventures
Soooo….. I have made the decision to no longer live for the weekend; and the first step in this new mental directive is to change the way I view the mini repreive I get every 120 hours.
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Dare We Hope? #Photography
The path to Spring is strewn with Camellia blossoms….
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Worth Repeating…#Thursdaydoors
Now, I have to say up front that I try my hardest not to be redundant and to find something original for all my posts. And I do hope you don’t roll your eyes in boredom when you see the backdrop for my Thursday Doors post today. This prompt is brought to you by the…
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Perpetual/#Poetry
When life whispered to my soul, calling the blush onto my cheek, I sensed the continuity of existence coursing hotly through my veins, inciting me to breathe as I reached towards the receding Light that sent me into such a life as lay before my newly awakened consciousness. Slowly….. …
Dreaming Reality 
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