Wind y Waves y Fuego y Floras

Virginia Lee’s book, Little House, scarily captures what I see happening all around me.My parents bought this book when my brother and I were young and it was easily in our top 3 favorites. We read it over and over again. And now, ironicially, it seems to be the story I live in. That is…….the […]

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Thank god for books. For the people who are wiling and motivated to sit down and toil out their experience walking in this big wide world. Angels, they are.

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The world was calling…………then home was calling. Quick Trip! (how could it not be on that beautiful Red thing!). Brown and blonde back to Brrrr and more Brrrr! But home is home and sometimes you just need HOME. Home is always calling. Maybe one of these days I will cross the threshold and cultivate it […]

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Found these looking through my journals from 4 + years ago. Nothing changes. Have I been listening to myself???

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Life While-You-Wait.Performance without rehearsal.Body without alterations.Head without premeditation. I know nothing of the role I play.I only know it’s mine. I can’t exchange it. I have to guess on the spotjust what this play’s all about. Ill-prepared for the privilege of living,I can barely keep up with the pace that the action demands.I improvise, although […]

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Amber and I climbed, hiked,ok……strolled up it today. And Steve took a picture of us from his house. Can you see us? On the P? I’m in red……? (I can’t see us either) I am soo appreciating the shape time is taking on, due to Quarentine. It is luxurious. Soak it up baby! This won’t […]

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Here is where the Queen sits and rules her WORLD! Now……if we could only get her to sit!!

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