Tag Archives: moving on

steps – May 15

5.15.2016 home. feet up, good book. my love hoes the garden we sit and read, touch things, bury our minds and faces for moments now that the last of the nest has stepped out. —————————

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beds now empty – February 27

2.27.2016 beds now empty we move tables chairs rugs desks   adjusting steps for playing the next game. ———————-

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Irish tapestry – January 28

Irish tapestry greens, reds, deep golds, against a forest wall   home of our homes before we knew that the old country was lost   and so started again across the sea. —————

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