The only kind that interest me:
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It’s been a quiet few days again. Meddling about the plants. Cleaning here and there. Cooking some. Sleeping lots. Reading a little again. And I may be getting eerielt comfortable with it all.
The silence. The aloneness. The containment. The sufficiency of it all.
One year ago: An opportunity and a gift
Two years ago: We keep this love in a photograph
what about the fur babies?
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They’re great and all but I can’t get myself to commit to them like I can to plants 😳🙈
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