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Small revelations of the sea's mysteries.
Scene from dog walking....
I guess it's about life on a dirt road, where things get dusty sometimes, pot holes develop randomly, trees hug the banks, leaves carpet the shoulders and things move a little slower.
Innocents and Accidents, Hints and Allegations
Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Ho Ho's
Senorita Pil
Out of the Bag
A Daily Tale
Scattered things
Small revelations of the sea's mysteries.
Hillbilly, Please
Happily Unmarried Ever After
At the Top of Squirrel Spur
Something that loves a dirt road
Scene from dog walking....
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January
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- Sometimes I fail to be prepared.
- Id vs. Ego
- Something beautiful from an art shop in Capitan, NM
- Red or Green?
- Train through the West: New Mexico in January
- Cactus Flower
- Snowberries and scattered limbs
- Morning Scene...Snow on Concord
- The pond finally looks full, and happily sleeping.
- Snowy Thursday morning...how much peace in this!
- Mr. Hyde...could you step up to the plate??
- After the Umbilical Cord
- Getting in alignment with my journey: A shared Con...
- Self-Awareness and a foggy Thursday
- Kym to Universe...Frustration calling.
- Quiet thoughts on New Hampshire and Ms. Clinton
- A Fly in the Soup
- My evening last with Jane Eyre and dear Edward
- There was never a choice, Mr. Frost.
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4 comments:
Lovely. It is snowing here now. There's no telling how much we'll get. The predictions vary from a dusting to 4 inches. That type of range always makes me wary since half the time the storm stalls and we end up getting a foot of snow instead.
If I weren't leaving to board a plane tomorrow...I wouldn't mind getting snowed in for a couple days. I love it for a bit. Stir crazy after a while though. And it's not that I ever go anywhere much, but try to tell me that I can't, and I am a'goin' or bust. I guess that is the infantile idiot part of me. It's sleeting here now. And the crows and squirrels are eating my leftover couscous in the snow.
Loving the snow, but my toes are cold here at the shop so I'm heading home for lunch!
You need some heat, Leslie!!! Good grief. I am getting a load of cleaning done, laundry, next packing. Are we on for walking in the morning if the roads are clear?
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