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30.3.17

....Find me....


    .....A game I play over and over with my granddaughters..
                     How exiting it is as a child to hide..
          ......and then know that someone..a loved one..will come and find you..

Isn't it so that we continue to play this game our entire life..
      We want to be found....loved..and missed....and loved..and...

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27.3.17

IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIts Monday..


                      Do something like this today..:)

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              It all comes, it all comes when it wants to,
              not when you want it to, at the strangest times.
              The kingdom is yours the seas the shores,
              its like you've only just arrived.

xoxo

25.3.17

The winds of March...


                        Open your window..
                              The wind is coming to pick you up...

                March, when days are getting long,
                Let thy growing hours be strong
                To set right some wintry wrong.

 ~Caroline May, 1887


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23.3.17

Breathe..


                                                                     xoxo

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