on the alter of morning, as though it were the first.

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Awaking to unexpected snow, I feel a weirdly wonderful sense of possibility this morning. Enchanted. Heart full. I wandered through the woods, under snow-dusted boughs of pine, feeling thankful for the winter that held me through.

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{originally published March 19, 2015}

2 thoughts on “on the alter of morning, as though it were the first.

  1. Great picture! πŸ™‚ I see you are a Yorkie owner, too. Or rather, I’d guess you are owned by the Yorkie as I am . Mine’s Zoie, she’s 17 years and still plugging away – I call her my spirit doggy as she has had health issues in the past and always drove me to my knees.

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    1. Ah, I love it that you have a Yorkie companion as well. πŸ™‚ Henry (also known as “ol hairy legs”) belonged to Carl, but the minute my 2 dogs and Henry met they were instant family. I now have “3 peas in a pod.” Small, medium and large. πŸ™‚

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