Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Just thinking…
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When the sun stepped into the Hollow this morning, it found me gazing at a reflection of the surrounding autumn-dressed trees in a nearby pond. Tickled by the wind, the pond surface rippled and the reflection wavered…still unmistakably golden trees, but altered from the original by the elements. It hit me that this was a…
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First off, Belle was no where around when I stepped out for our morning walk. Max lay in his bed on the porch, but didn't get up like he normally would, excited at the prospect of a walk. And when I mentioned it, he just kind of whimpered. I remembered a lot of barking last…
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Gray skies accompanied me and the pups on my walk this morning, but they didn't reflect my thoughts for a change. Even though I'm missing Tom, it's been easier for me to focus on my blessings lately…just in time for Thanksgiving! Because of that, I was able to appreciate the soft gray sky and the…
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Each of us stands our ground, doing our best to remain upright through the elements… We're pushed and shoved by the weather… By life. By time. We have our own space, separate from the rest, vulnerable to the wind in just a slightly different angle than the next one… …but that's good, because…
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What is your Passion? I'm just curious, because I've been trying to figure out what to write in this post about "Passion" for my friend Jillsy's One Word Wednesday theme. I thought this would be an easy one…I mean, I'm a passionate person…aren't I? I have a passion for my God, my family and friends,…
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Alone. Lonely. These words popped up a lot this week, in different voices, from different places. I know I take Tom for granted sometimes – these voices reminded me how very lucky I am to have such a wonderful partner, companion, lover…someone to talk to, laugh with, hold my hand, wipe my tears, listen to…
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I've never known anyone yet who doesn't suffer a certain restlessness when autumn rolls around… We're all eight years old again and anything is possible. — Sue Grafton Restless. That's a good word to describe how I'm feeling these days, caught between needs and wants. Not material wants, but those Dream kind, and my inner…
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I pass through bands of light and shade each day; as the sun rises on Long Hollow, it casts shadows across the road before me on my morning walks, reminding me that even on the sunniest days there will be some darkness… but if I keep walking I'll once again stand in the sunlight. Gray…
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We should never be ashamed to own that we have been in the wrong, which is but saying that we are wiser today than we were yesterday. Alexander Pope Thank you Mr. Pope, but I'm still ashamed to tell this story – I fear I'm no wiser than on the day it happened. But the…
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This has been a fast week, one of those that keeps gaining on you even when you quicken your pace. So part of me says "Hallelejuh!" and the other part says, "Dang it!" because I had so many things I hoped to accomplish before today. But Friday was too fast for me. The weekend has…
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