Tag Archives: First

THE COLOR OF A SOFT GRAY DAY

A soft gray day, late January. . . the pale sun, the ambiance so airy breathe life and light to spring’s small blooms, and gentle pop of squirrel peep, plus bubbling fresh birdsong. . . the clear, cool warmth, the … Continue reading

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SENDING FORTH

sending forth a Danforth into the Universe. . . if it’s the last thing that I do– but I’d prefer it be the first– For better or for worse.

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