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(Painting, “Cooped Up” by Lawrence J. Davis) They were closed in for almost a week. The new flock, used to living free-range with their former owner, needed time to recognize their new home. We didn’t want to risk them wandering...
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Wednesday morning I wanted to get 3000 words on the page, or at least 1500. I wanted to practice yoga for twenty minutes, to enjoy the sunshine and silence of the Little House after a week of kids being home for spring break. But the night before I popped...
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“I think I was hoping today would be some kind of magical time of rest and renewal,” I said to the gathered circle of participants as we reflected together at the end of our day of silent retreat. There were several smiles and at least one good snort as I...
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I didn’t paint this, but isn’t it beautiful?! Pink, orange and yellow – Zinnia colors. I squirted them liberally across the top of the old painting’s canvas then mixed them with long brush strokes. I found a bunch of picture frames sitting along a...
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Last night as I was sleeping, I dreamt – marvelous error!- that I had a beehive here inside my heart. – from Last Night as I Was Sleeping, by Antonio Machado Two batches of oatmeal-peanut butter-chocolate chip cookies. One box of brownies. A double-batch...
