Today is the day we travel. The day the philosopher starts work again towards that new life he has dreamed of . . . worked so hard for.  

Studying. . . studying . . . studying 

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and now 

He’ll study more. . . and work towards a Masters 

and Henry the giant puppy won’t be the only one to miss him.  This pup has claimed that one as his own. 

I keep finding my gift counting is lasy. 

and I haven’t shown you how the sun has washed away the color from my  hydrangea’s.  . .  I totally love what it’s done.  

Gifts:

a talk with the man who wears the white collar

a walk through the Mercy Door

the man with the big laugh who loving us so much

faded hydrangeas

morning breeze

and impromptu tea party with my girls

swimming alone in that great big pool

that fisherman of mine who works so hard

hands that can fix broken down cars

all of us in pews together

 

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