Before the sunrise, I witness, as Sirius disappears and the red glow of morning creeps in behind the balsam spires. Magnificent and silent. Grateful in that early morning state of grace, I begin imagining what I might create this day. Acolder November than most, now it is time to gather around me the garments of warmth to venture out with Tipsa. First, I toss the ball a bit, then to feed the birds and cats and to start the studio furnace. Back inside we prepare the breakfast before our morning hike. I ask for a day of health, guidance, and productivity.
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AuthorI love playing in the mud and the trees. Snow covered land and stars sparkling above. I enjoy the plethora of diamonds that sparkle on the water and again on my snow filled hillsides. I can't decide if it's best to narrow my focus or mix it up. I have always struggled with duality. I enjoy skiing or a walk in the woods. I have an Aussie puppy and an aging Jack Russell. I love my Finnish Husband, Reijo, solitude, and God. Archives
March 2017
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