I am wild horseforest dwellercare not for civilitynor staged antics Can I behave?Not if reigned in –spirit, unharnessedattuned to grace. (Art my own)
“A voice said, Look me in the starsAnd tell me truly, men of earth,If all the soul-and-body scarsWere not too much to pay for birth.” Effort, it seems to me, is what makes gain so sweet. Moving has stretched us beyond what we thought we were capable of, but never have we doubted our purpose. […]
Yes, those porch rail flowers are a gift to passersby! I should be more grateful for them.
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I am not a gardener, and my neighbours put me to shame, but I do enjoy their efforts.
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🙂
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Such bright colours.
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Thanks.
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Beautiful splash of color 🙂
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Thanks.
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Welcome!
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It’s a happy colour.
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It really is. Thanks.
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Love the colour! So cheery!
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Thanks
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So lovely! ❤
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Thanks Deborah!
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