Warm smooth basalt stones,
processed by natures stresses;
now line a stressed spine.
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A Fairy Christmas
A chilly breeze, the mistletoe sways. A brush of wings… Fairies may have passed your way. A glitter dusting, a playfu...
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Jesus came between us a few days ago. I sit and watch you brood – about what? I guess... I will never know. It has always...
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My parents were bitten by the collecting bug. Searching for the next thrilling treasure. Most with musty smells and sticking ... -
Just between us, I use to be as cautious as you once were. However, trembling hands are becoming, rel...
Soothing in word and in image. Lovely Vicki!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Carrie.
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