In space, alone, I know You. In the openness of thought, I find You. Beginnings of meaning arise and float,
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cultivating the beautiful ordinary by sharing our tales and our tables
In space, alone, I know You. In the openness of thought, I find You. Beginnings of meaning arise and float,
Read MoreThis is one of my quiet spaces: My green bench.
Read MoreSo, it’s almost over…January 2015. How’s it been for you?
Read MoreI’m waiting for news that won’t even come today because it is too soon to know.
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