Tag: solitude
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Tired Branches.
Top of the morning to you, my Dear Reader, in whichever corner of this resilient earth you currently inhabit. I’m here in seasonably almost-frozen Pennsylvania, with this here hot mug of coffee in my sweet, wrinkled palm. Today’s To-Do List is ample, with tasks both mundane and specialized. But first, Mama Snap’s gotta take a…
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The Quiet.
This moment is real. The spring air is cool, still, and transfixing. Oh, how I love The Quiet. Have I ever told you that, Dear Reader? Because The Quiet is alive. The tick-tock of the cuckoo clock reminds me that time waits for no one. Unidentifiable birds call to each other across the yard. The…