Musings
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Crescent Moon
I am a crescent moon kind of girl. I love a crescent moon and I think it loves me back, it seems to be winking slyly at me from above. People celebrate the full moon and call it by so… Continue reading
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Reflections
Clean windows remind me of home and my 12 year-old self. At our house, window cleaning was an annual production for my mother and my sisters and I, although truth be told my sisters and I were often less than… Continue reading
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Love Conquers Fall
Seattle has traded in her summer dress for the layered look. She wears a billowy grey shawl of fog over a thick sweater of downy skies. She has shed the sunburned brown grass of August for a last gasp… Continue reading
