feel it in old bones
mws
a descending cold damp mist
tears for nourishment
Tears for Nourishment
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Tears of Joy
like tears of joy
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dewdrops cling to petals
nature at its bestA fog sits in the low lying areas and along the pond this morning. Almost expected after two days of clouds and intermittent light rain. Sunshine and clear skies have begun to dominate the day. Laundry is started, one of those much needed domestic routines. Couldn’t help but notice one the last hibiscus flowers for this year coated in tears of joy and thanksgiving after the rain. Happy Friday!
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Saying Goodbye
I’m in Phoenix. They put my mother in hospice on Wednesday so my sister and I flew down on Thursday. She is hardly eating and drinking. Getting weaker, sleeping a lot. In moments of awareness she tells us she loves us. All four of us kids are with her and dad. This image is my dad holding her hand. We are each saying our goodbyes.
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Fall Leaves
Fall Leaves Count the garden by the flowers, never by the leaves that fall. Count your life with smiles and not the tears that roll.
Author Unknown
