Musings

Reader-Inspired

I decided to take the time this evening to see why your blogs seemed to stop. I enjoyed them so very much. I sent you a note for information on the Tom Scott piece and you kindly answered so knitting that now. I have been taking care of things here as my 30-ish son had […]

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Musings, Poetry

A Valentine for Late Hubby

Roses are red Violets blue Your loved ones Are remembering The day I married you! Roses are Red Violets blue now collected in my heart are memories of you Roses are red Violets indeed are blue I will stop by and blow a kiss to you Life does go on whether we like it or […]

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Musings

Highlights, Yes, there were some

The ending to this year was no different than the personal devastation I endured throughout this horrific year of 2017.  Bitter cold temperatures and wind prohibited the otherwise planned trip to be with family this holiday season. It was to be that I was to spend this holiday alone.  As we all know, holidays are designed […]

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Poetry

The Cardinal

Fly, fly said the mother listing, fluttering giving everything she had One day, the wind at her back off she flew. Soaring slowly at first finding her way nature as her compass happily living her life. Sensed danger things not right fearful, fragile and unknowing the worst was yet to come. It happened. off guard […]

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Musings, Reflections

Coping with Great Loss, Intentional Moves

I don’t know what the psychologists would say but I certainly know what my heart and mind are saying and I am listening.  Here is what has been going on with me.  Each of these moves are or has been intentional to help cope with the great losses I have experienced this horrific year.  Do […]

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Poetry

Change

Who is he? What does he know? Henry Wadsworth Longfellow? While habits unfamiliar, we find our way Each day different, “one day at a time”, we say. like the crystals in a kaleidoscope, one turn and the reaction unfolds. Silence from others, busily living as the world turns we carry on In case you were wondering, he is […]

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Poetry

Blooms of Copper

Copper garment, “Orange is the new black.” “Absolutely retro, yet undeniably modern.” “Is it a tunic or sweater?” Symbol of life change. Simple style while coping with the complicated. Vintage yarn at hand, modern technique repairing life lines. Busy constructing, resting to heal Strong statement, rebuilding strength. The tiger lilies recently transplanted in a courtyard […]

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