through a widow's eyes
Reminiscent of Neil Young’s
“I went insane / like a smoke ring day / when the wind blows.”
For real. This is me taking a little break from my day. 596 more words
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Art. Activism. Adventure.
If I Can’t Title My Blog Post, How Am I Expected to Title a Book?! – https://wp.me/p2Q8hY-aF
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A Lot to Wander About
Allora…Marcello e io deciso che in tre mesi, potreemo parlare fluente. Quello e il goal. Fluente.
Sono contento che trovo un amico.
Allora, io penso che in tre mesi e lui pensa in due mesi. 9 more words
Jean Stone on Martha's Vineyard
It’s been a quiet evening. I’ve been sitting in the living room, drinking tea, watching a movie, playing Words with Friends. And now, it has happened without fanfare or warning: the unmistakable, slow-rising, scent of . 361 more words
Good morning, Monday. On this MLK Day, be brave enough to start a conversation that matters. It takes effort, great effort.
Graphic by Dallas Clayton.
This line, from a NY Times book review, caught my eye:
“All our lives are seamed with tragedies that gleam, like quartz, with petrified beauty.” 255 more words
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