counting your blessings | counting your blessings
Dec.25.2012
The neighbours let off some lanterns and they drifted, slowly and magically into the northern sky. I watched them from the dining room window, called the others, remarked that there were five lanterns, each one could have represented us. We stood in silence until one by one they headed into a gauze...
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Dec.08.2012
I shun the dark abyss beyond the window by closing the blinds before I am drawn to peer into what I cannot or will never see. And it grows dark at four thirty p.m., the sky already a dull thick porridge with nothing to offer for now and still the shortest day of the year to come. But, no worries,...
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Aug.11.2012
Thistledown drifts across the garden like grey cotton wool. It swims above the driveway in an elegant fashion to land out of my sight. Yet, the thistledown makes me wistful for the beginning of Summer to come back to me as I know the significance that it brings in the end of something I...
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