Under the Morning (10)
Outstanding, as always!
'Morning Dorielle!
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The_Kansan: Outstanding, as always!
'Morning Dorielle!
'Morning Dorielle!
'Morning Don. How's the garden progressing?
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Wow!
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bajanblue: 'Morning Don. How's the garden progressing?
Not too well, I'm afraid. Since I started back to work, the weather on the weekends has been pretty crappy. And the soil is saturated to the point that I can get muddy just looking at the garden. Darn shame too, since I only have a couple of good hard days worth of work left to get it in shape for planting...
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The_Kansan: Not too well, I'm afraid. Since I started back to work, the weather on the weekends has been pretty crappy. And the soil is saturated to the point that I can get muddy just looking at the garden. Darn shame too, since I only have a couple of good hard days worth of work left to get it in shape for planting...
What a pity! Although I think mud is fun, you should see me after pottery class
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Glad the new job is rolling along well at least.
Hi to Jackson and the fourlegged crew!
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bajanblue: What a pity! Although I think mud is fun, you should see me after pottery class
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Glad the new job is rolling along well at least.
Hi to Jackson and the fourlegged crew!
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Glad the new job is rolling along well at least.
Hi to Jackson and the fourlegged crew!
Morning, Dori! Wonderful work, as usual. Sorry to hear you're having prob's lately. 
Will hold you in my prayers.Don doesn't know that--like you--I have no problem with mud. It's that damn grease from the truck that this laundry lady struggles with!
Have a relaxing day!
-J
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Jackson: Morning, Dori! Wonderful work, as usual. Sorry to hear you're having prob's lately. Will hold you in my prayers.
Don doesn't know that--like you--I have no problem with mud. It's that damn grease from the truck that this laundry lady struggles with!
Have a relaxing day!
-J
Don doesn't know that--like you--I have no problem with mud. It's that damn grease from the truck that this laundry lady struggles with!
Have a relaxing day!
-J
Thanks for the prayers, Life is certainly never dull. I agree with you about grease!I relaxed (somewhat) yesterday so I have a full schedule today.Everone else is playing so I get twice the work done, and get to leave early tomorrow.
Have a day full of joy yourself.
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incredible .... as ever ... but real special x
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heading east into the fire
turning shadow to its other side,
a glow that dappled gold
across my shoulder
warming night cooled flesh,
bringing forth the scents of sleep
and yesterday.
I walked alone under the morning
except for rushing birds
all striving to be early,
not seeing me as predator
just busy with their business
with the worms
while tiny flowers stretched
their equivalent of arms
wide open to the benison
of light sliding down
the contours of the valley
turning the hint of morning
into day. I walked because my spirit
is all restless, tied to flesh
and all its failures, the hint
of stagger in its stride
reminding me of my
mortality, the grave truth
that waits somewhere
in my future. Spirit surges
forward seeking fire,
phoenix hungry
for completion,
ashes sweet surrender
to the wonder of rebirth,
flesh does not fail,
just limps a little
under the morning
as I walk.