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Like a dog with a bone I return home.
From the patio of my home you can see a palm tree. When we first moved in, the palm tree stood right in middle the skyline framing the view like a postcard picture. The days passed and there the palm tree stood. Days I didn’t look out of my window, head bent down in my…
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The last day of April is a bridge into knowing.
My birthday came and went. A wind blown through a sheer white curtain. As I was doing laundry today, I heard a noise above my head. A fluttering of wings. An impatience of flight. I jumped at the sound. tick tick tick. Looking up, I noticed that it was a dragonfly. The dragonfly was red.…
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the moon, the mud and the inside of a coffee mug.
Sometime ago I googled if we, us, everyone, was experiencing Mercury Retrograde or did it only show up at my door. Winter was ending and the ocean on the horizon was gradually turning a deeper blue. A finger on light switch turning down the brightness. It is March, I will be different. I woke up…
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