So, yes, thinking of the things I’ve never done. I’m glad I’ve done some physical work in my days. And rubbed girls’ feet, and changed diapers. Because now quick conversations with crows is the most of it. Still, the word resilience.
There is something so special about a pumpkin sitting on a porch step, just that, when there’s nothing but wandering. Autumn in the quiet of a cool afternoon.
The joy of carrying on….
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