Another rainy morning and gray afternoon. I went out in a break and pried up some small pieces (well, one was big enough I had to “roll” it along one edge to move it) of marble, laid out as stepping … Continue reading →
clouds cannot bear it •
clasping themselves as they fly •
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In spring, bear visits. •
bungee cords were too strong but •
the lid bent in half. Continue reading →
Mom and I went to a garden center and had a good time looking at the first wave of plants. I went because I needed a couple “models” for painting now that the daffodils are past, and I need to … Continue reading →
Clouds hurrying past •
One potted plant has new shoots •
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It is no use walking anywhere to preach unless our walking is our preaching.
