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wrappings and bows and gifts and snakes

a ribbon slid across the yard. two kittens tried to make it into a bow! but two dogs ran past so fast, the felines fled and the package unwrapped itself – and in that present moment, i was there…….. to see … Continue reading →

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remember

suddenly it seems, but only because, perhaps, i was not paying attention- the rosemary bush is now an odd cluster of twigs, i wonder  – it is because so many hands sweep its long fronds as they pass… it is the … Continue reading →

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Oh Joy!

oh Joy! Oh Raptor! (oh for Preying/praying out loud!)

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Climb

appearing and disappearing in the branches of the tree – at first thought – a squirrel playing – but no! a tiger pounces from limb to limb! no Cheshire cat is she – sure footed and free, teaching me that … Continue reading →

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lost

i knocked on the door of her room, “Would you like a visit from a dog?” “No, i have not lost a dog” Ah “Would you like a visit?” i ask as i enter the room — “Oh yes, please…” … Continue reading →

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star gazing

some nights there are no words, only wonder and amazements. some days are like that too….  

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Gentle

when the day is long, and trouble seems to curl the edges of our wood, and grief creeps in thru the cracks- or tragedy seems inevitable, remember Grace… for it is longer than the day, stronger than the shavings made … Continue reading →

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needed

She kneads me, reminding me how much i need Her. love is like that.

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French doors

i want to come out! i want to go in! like breathing, the rhythm continues— . the light of Love shines through many windows and into every heart….. our job? to pull back the drapes and open the door!

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Visiting domestic life…

there He was- shining black plumes – strutting His stuff… but Here? Now? We stare out the window of the nursing and rehabilitation center ( no longer a nursing home) entranced…. captivated by His wild domesticity – perhaps pondering our … Continue reading →

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