Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Just thinking…
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The window beside me frames a pre-dawn indigo sky separating from the black treeline – soon I'll be able to make out Belle's black body sitting patiently just beyond the French doors, head-tilted, waiting for our walk. I've climbed from the rapids my life has become to sit here on the bank in the quiet…
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I stepped out this morning to a world, well, not quite washed clean, but at least refreshed. Sometime during the night or this morning, it rained, leaving this puddle full of reflection on the porch like a mysterious gift. The rain settled the dust and I'm trying hard to do likewise with my thoughts that…
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I circled “College Degree/Career Woman” on my life map long ago. The specifics were vague, but I had faith they’d become clear along the way. Sure enough, after high school, I stepped onto a sure-fire route: "Full Scholarship in Chemical Engineering". The path turned bumpy right away: tough classes in subjects that didn't interest me;…
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…dust to dust. Tonight I'll be reminded of my mortality … of the swiftness of life … of my transgressions. No need to remind me of my mortality. Lately, I'll be going about my business and then suddenly I have this impression, or perhaps you could even call it a vision, of my life in…
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The March wind is up early this morning, rushing through the Hollow, as if it were cleaning house, preparing for April. And I feel like I'm a leaf caught up in the wind, spinning this way and that. I'm not complaining. I'm just having a tough time finding the ground again. I'm feeling dizzy from…
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The trio of crape myrtles at the top of our walk are bare, just bunches of naked gray branches with nary a leaf, much less the beautiful pink blossoms they flaunted last summer. And yet I know somewhere inside those gray-brown forlorn branches, new buds are waiting. They are biding their time, waiting for the…
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I decided to be prompt with this week's post for Prompt Me! Wednesday, hosted by Jill at Jillsy Girl, although even as I'm typing this, I have no idea what my post will ultimately say. Don't get me wrong… I've been pondering this one for several days already. What stumps me is trying to decide…
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A splash of orange. Blue, gradually deepening. The corrugated silhouette of surrounding hills. Lights twinkling from houses, from Austin in the distance, and from cars criss-crossing the hill opposite me. The weekend is slipping away with the sun, along with another unfinished to-do list. But the 'done' list includes walks through the woods in spring-like…
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Do you know anything about Blue Monday? Supposedly the third Monday of January is supposed to be the most depressing day of the year. I read a little blurb about it today – this is the third Monday of January, by the way – and I don't know if it was the power of suggestion,…
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