I know.
It's not snowing.
The sun is even shining.
The wind is breezy and bold.
But it is starting to feel like November. When everything is really dead and grey and cold, but no snow.
I don't like the inbetween time of the transition. When it isn't fall really, any more, and it is not quite winter.
Makes me restless.
and my toes are cold.
Exultant Joy
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”The Almighty Has Done Great Things For Me,” painting by Maria Lang I wish
we had more stories about Mary and Elizabeth, extraordinary women. I wish
we h...
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