I cannot believe I think any differently from anyone else, and yet here I try to spin and to weave from words…
Laundry and dishes will always need to be done you can count on that. Why should I worry?
soft and inviting
rustling, turning book pages
soothe, transport, transform
**Written in honor of a dear friend and her daughter, as well as National Library Week!
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Distant mountaintop floating over the skyline: a snowy mirage. OSU Special Collections & Archives : Commons / Foter / No known copyright restrictions
a revelation: sunlight around the corner, a question’s answer. S John Davey / Foter / Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivs 2.0 Generic (CC BY-ND 2.0)
One voice cutting through is a mundane miracle in the cafe din Dmitriy Pinchuk / Foter…
my delights are small: petite vanilla bean scone, reading on the bus, painting my nails pink,
mug of hot something cupped in hands—almost better than consuming it *MarS / Foter / Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 2.0 Generic (CC BY-NC-SA 2.0)
Bus rattles and swerves winding through streets, climbing hills bearing us along Metro Transportation Library and Archive…
zone of discomfort equals necessary growth invited or not Zane Selvans / Foter / Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 2.0 Generic (CC BY-NC-SA 2.0)
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