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keep focus on the alive and awake part, and step inside one of those warm lighted places. it doesn’t have to be THE place, just a place, a shelter from the storm- so you can warm up, recover, replenish your soul and spirit. and then you’ll be able to remember the weather WILL change. here’s wishing a bit of warm and dry and sun to find you today…
“Here’s a night pities neither wise man nor fool.”
This has such a dreamlike quality, Meg. Wish it were a happier dream, but it’s beautiful to read–and look at.
Ride out the metaphor.
stay warm, even when the world is cold, and may dryer times find you soon. until then, splash in the puddles like you did as a child.
Beautiful entry; gorgeous photos. I hope you’re safe and warm and dry now.
Very nice, Meg.
I love this post. It is subtle yet forceful.
OOOOHHHH! Very nice.
Did you take the photos? They’re fantastic.