morning wears a fog
singing softly sparrows shadow
releasing my heart
I dream in color, write poetry, talk about God, parent kids and finally wonder about it all
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January 15th
One year ago today I began to eat differently. It is called the Ketogenic diet and the information is out there for free ...

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Thursday, September 9, 2004 Transition still feels out of sync no matter how much sense it makes. Sometimes other people can nail our own fe...
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Wednesday, December 8, 2004 The best early Present I have ever received: (A letter from my mom in e-mail box today) (yes, this is me.) ...
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Everytime I think I am going to sit down and write I fall alseep. But gosh it is a good thing to be this tired. xxoo
I awoke this morning and the ground was covered with dew, and my morning wore a fog. I was unusually warm down here today. Spring is almost here after a mild winter, and the sparrows never left. Your short poem brought the images back to me, now that the sun has set upon another day.
ReplyDeleteChristina, I enjoyed our e-mail correspondence the other evening very much.
You are most welcome Tom!!
ReplyDeleteNot to be mean, but I SWEAR I got that sentance as a subject in some spam! ;)
ReplyDeleteLMAO!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteOh now that is funny....I didn't even think of that. See, maybe Lisa is right, I am an innocent.
Kat is a fellow blogger but her journal is private the photo is of about 30 sparrow in a tree in the morning fog...it is lovely.
http://primalucephotos.blogspot.com/
She does great work...
I'm always so flattered when you compliment my photos with your beautiful words. Thank you.
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