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“The sky grew darker, painted blue on blue, one stroke at a time, into deeper and deeper shades of night.”

Yesterday was both a wonderful day and a strange one. The strange part was in the late afternoon. I’d bring the stuff outside I needed for dinner then it would start raining, and I’d pick everything up, including the heavy wooden ironing board, and bring it back inside. 399 more words

Musings

"If it could only be like this always — always summer, always alone, the fruit always ripe... "

Yesterday I was productive. I did errands, potted a few flowers, cleaned the deck, changed the litter, made my bed, went to the post office and went out for lunch. 399 more words

Musings