I sit, surrounded by the past, burning the midnight oil. I am enthralled and a bit gobsmacked.
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Winter “friends” on #WW
There are several elements of winter I love. They converged yesterday, and I feel compelled to share them.
Continue reading “Winter “friends” on #WW”So many words
The final piece of the puzzle shifted into place this morning as the sunlight blazed a bright yellow into the room. I pondered how I had missed it last night.
Continue reading “So many words”Making “it” Sustainable
Each run felt like a triumph, and I know exactly why.
Continue reading “Making “it” Sustainable”Vague Prompt
It was a vague prompt, in my opinion, so I just ran with what seemed obvious to me.
Continue reading “Vague Prompt”My Version of Blue
The only thing blue here is the sky, not my mood at all.
Continue reading “My Version of Blue”A “Lucky” Story
I remember the first time I laid eyes on him. He was young and enthusiastic, full of life, and so happy. He remained that way for 16 years until a few days ago. Age caught up with him in a flash, and our lives changed. He was an integral part of our pack, and he is gone now.
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The good, the weird and the cute
Sometimes, a lot of the time, the world seems like a dark place. Yesterday, I found goodness and felt the story was worth sharing. Then I added on a couple of random items.
“Perfect” scapegoats
I jotted down a few words to fix in my memory the feelings. But even those words don’t bring one close to the impressions left.
Continue reading ““Perfect” scapegoats”A miniscule of time
Miniscule, really. In fact, it turns out that, in percentages, this week is 1.36% of ’23. It is .22% of Annabelle’s life of date and it is .002% of my life to date. Yet it’s 5 days that I look forward to all year long and relish long after the time flashes by. Time doesn’t oblige us by slowing down.
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