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| | | | | Trying to muster up enthusiasm for holiday gatherings, but it's no where to be found. What has helped me get inspired in the past, I wonder. The first thing that comes to mind is snow. There is something festive about waking up to that initial dusting of white. Today, however; the bareness of the trees... | |
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| | | | | First frost we are plotting -elaborate schemes to escapewinter's unforgiving chill. Palm trees and blue waters,the flight of parading pelicans -such allure for aging Northerners. Years past, we have travelled far -Europe, Scandinavia, and Mediterranean -this season, Texas has captured our hearts. (For Lens-Artists challenge: my travels.) | |
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| | | | | Still consumed with tests and medical appointments. Thought we had come to resolution on one issue, but the treatment didn't work, and so we start again with another biopsy. Likely as frustrated as me, the doctor is now pointing fingers at other medications as being the culprit. Trouble is that I need those treatments to... | |
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| | | I stand on the threshold of change anxiety and depression howling at my side the shadows of uncertainty elongated by the fullness of the moon. She is no guide, this orb-faced deity, whose countenance fails to reveal a directive - and yet, at some primal level I feel we are aligned, know that her pull... | ||
