storms pass

After what seemed like an eternity of gloom, the sun returned today and I was glad. I needed those gray days more than I can tell you in this space, but was also feeling ready for a bit of sunlight to break through. Let the rain fall when it comes. Live there, dwell in wicked…

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joie de vivre

Glad we made it to Friday and that tomorrow my time will be my own. I planted two mini magnolia bushes (shrubs?) the other night. YES, night. Tuesday night I was feverishly digging in the dirt and the dark, planting shrubberies, little purple flowers that I don’t know the name of and blindly spreading mulch…

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