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There is nothing so Quintessentially simple as watching a thirsty Dragonfly settled on flower petals that are beaded and bejeweled with drops of morning dew. The dragonfly's wings becalmed for a second to provide a needed rest, before dashing off to flit helter skelter through the air, and then disappearing as though everything was imagined. Isn't this the meaning of life? Throwing ourselves headfirst into the whirlwind of life, and then grabbing all too moments of precious rest and solitude?
About Me
- l
- Underachiever, but still just Capitol, Thanks!, West, United States
- A lover of life, family, song, and spirit; learning to embrace the easy thymes and cherish the chaos that life throws our way. As one person said, "The most Lion hearted person she had ever met."
Damn the Spiral Notebook, Full Blog Ahead
For the last couple of years, I have perused various blogs, and admired the freedom for creativity that the venue offers. It wasn't until my much admired petite jeune fille expanded her blog that I realized I wanted to be free of the scraps of paper that hold the varying opening sentences to my, "Great American Novel". With a little luck I will be able to post musings and colloquy that, indeed, can stop jumbling around my head.
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- Musings (1)
Books & Other Diversions
- Corrine Bailey Ray
- French Kiss
- Pride & Prejudice
- Gargola
- Mt. Tam & Fromage Blank
- Snow Falling on Cedars
- B.B. King
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