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river pics to distract you from a lack of language

Hey, I got too sad.  Sadness malfunction.  Can I distract you with a photo?  How about a river? Is that picture of Ming extraordinarily beautiful, or is it just me?  Sunrise by the river.  I’m calling him Basket Babe because he’s like Moses.  It’s a long story having to do with learning disability, destiny, and… Read More »

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roses

I always see roses as about my mom.  Their beautiful struggle.  Especially red ones, as that was her favorite color, when I was young.  These roses are simple like wild ones, not the multiple layers of petals, but small and one layer. I was lying in bed on my way to sleep, writing a txt… Read More »

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cabin as habitat

Hey, guess what?  We’re at this cabin we like, by a river.  I have lizard feelings.  I’m looking forward to the sun coming up, so we can walk the three minutes over to the water. cabin as habitat The sliding glass door has vertical blinds, and they clatter in the ac breeze and fan breeze. … Read More »