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Autumn's Muse


driving,
until even the gravel ends
in needled paths
immersed in worlds
boreal and arboreal
the evergreens are ever green
but the tamaracks are smokey gold… 95 more words

Poems

Rhythm is a Dancer, but of course

The moments of nap time (aka MY TIME) are passing by as the sky attempts to whip us up a late September rainstorm, I have done my part to appease the gods of rain by hanging up a substantial load of laundry earlier today. 590 more words

Rhythm

Home is Where the Hearth Is

If there’s a high speed Internet connection, I can work. Hooray for comfy chairs and a fireplace at a favorite local Starbucks. Look interesting? Come work with us – we’re hiring. #WPHome

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