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Green and Cold
“How was it?” He asks pulling her in for an embrace that envelops her. “Green and cold,” she responds without a pause, “And amazing!” “Do tell,” he encourages as they sit across from each other at the little breakfast table. Outside the bay window announces the state of pink on the azalea bushes, the dogwoods wave their white blooms contributing to his welcome home greeting. “That place is so stark. There is nothing but green grass and stone all the way up the road. The skies are so gray that all the different shades of green become brilliant without the slightest amount of light. Church steeple after steeple, sheep grazing…
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write it all down you say
write it all down you say keep your head up check your posture close your eyes and listen let the words show up on the paper let the thoughts and feelings that plague your day show up in art form is it art? many say it is that, i believe do you think that thoughts could be art? what would Van Gogh say? what would Michelangelo have to add? would you be intimidated to be in such company>I would place yourself in a new place enjoy and observe the things around you rejoice when the pain is less keep moving when the pain is more love the people around you…
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Confusion
Confusion Bewilder Be Wild! Be in the wilderness Be in the forest Be with the trees Be with that which is not known. ~Regina Holt
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Rosemary
She yanks the beige flowered towel, Down from the rack it tumbles to the floor. Scowling, she vows to place it, Within the closet, deep. Washing sweet soil covered hands, Reaching for a safe towel, She considers the finished act, Honor for him, gone now. Rosemary small with potential for Robust growth of herbie memories, Gently placed in the soil To remember when synapses fail. Water, sun, soil, love; Rebirth; new form. ~Regina Holt
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Field Day
In her purple Field Day shirt and white tennis shoes, Her hair pulled up in a pony tail, From a hurried morning ready, She stands there with anger in her face. “How dare you just sit there?!” She continues on to explain, “I don’t care if you think it was my fault, I know it was yours.” “Why would you not do it?” “I was counting on you!” “We have nothing now, It’s your fault, not mine.” With crossed arms, she stares it down, Indignant, wanting an answer. There is no answer, Only oblivious kids of her class, Waiting their turn with different reason, They wish to climb on it.…
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You know it’s fall when…
Walking the dogs today, I saw the cute little baby squirrel peeking out of the hole in the old oak tree again. What was even better than the last time is that he was pushed back down by his little brother who climbed on his head to see out too! It was a split second of priceless hilarity. I loved it. I could tell the difference between these baby squirrels because this second baby was smaller and a little lighter in color. 🙂
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Gatsby…
Is this not a famous quote or what? (521 highlights on the Kindle…when relatively speaking, few are technology driven to read this one…that number is small.) He smiled understandingly – much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced – or seemed to face – the whole external world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself,…
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Repost – Elderberry….what is not to love?
Sambucus is the genus of this amazing plant. From our love of blueberries and now a growing love for acai, we know that polyphenols are essential to good health. This lovely berry also has them and oh so much more. It has scandal, medicine, and color! I can’t even recall where I read this little tidbit but it’s something posted on drflower’s facebook page a few weeks ago. It still resonates. “Did you know that the exact chemical components of all essential oils remain unknown? There is still a micro-frontier! Amazing!” psst… Polyphenol research is a part of this mystery. We must back up and look at the forest as…
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Repost – Part II: Elderberry….what is not to love?
Be sure to read Part 1 here. 😉 In my research I find that I’m not alone in my elderberry flower/fruit obsession. It seems that elderberries.com has created a ning network of folks that are as passionate about this botanical as I am! Yayy! There are several recipes on this site that could be of interest. I believe it is sponsored by a spice company. Many of the recipes that I’ve tried have come from The Essential Herbal magazine. The folks there are very helpful and accessible for any questions you might have. If you have questions about what an elderberry bush looks like, the elderberries.com forum has many good…
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Cosmic Conversation
“Why are they coming to you, Mars? You would think with their constant obsession with tits and curves of a woman, that they would be more interested in the likes of my place instead.” “They aren’t coming to your house. You want to know why? Because they are a little bit scared of what you would do. You might harbor something that none of them are really ready for.” “Me? Harbor something? Like these mountains with cascading waterfalls? Now, tell me why I would do a strange thing like that?” “It’s not water that frightens them, Venus. You know that.” “What is it then?” “Alien beings.” “Aliens? Seriously?” “Yes, seriously.…
