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A ray of sunshine

I rarely plan my posts ahead of time. They just appear, as if by magic, into my head. The thoughts are usually in one theme and headed in a straight forward direction. Rarely are they philosophical or “flowy” in how they tie together a concept and the reality of daily living. Perhaps today I can manage that so I am going to interrupt Charlotte  (once again).

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Mindfully

The wind flashes over the golden leaves and wafts the smell of supper under my nose. The endless flyby of migrating geese fill the ears with the sound of loved ones keeping in touch. The sun has lost its warmth as evening creeps closer but for now the golden hour holds sway. The harvest sounds have faded around the valley and everywhere there are naked fields. The cows are moving on out to find their favourite morsels to munch on before bedding down for the night. I sit on a hard cold stone step; one built with skill, persistance and love.

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The Dust Settles

There is one thing I never do in the summer. Or so it seems and with Covid there is even less reason. So when the construction dust settles it seems to settle deeply as I rarely clean the house in the summer. I’ve stated many times that I wish, for the summer, we had a house keeper. This year is particularly bad as without house guests or supper parties I can’t even find a reason to wipe up that dust.

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