About Me
- puddle
- Water gathering most days I wait through blue and sun till dusk or even later and the rose has faded to lavender, to gray some days, the sleet has started and the leaves underfoot are slick with ice somehow I'm never sorry and never learn one night I waited till the stars were out dropped the bucket into sound, only felt the weight of it filling and the night full of stars and the river full of stars and the bucket full of stars come morning, the coffee is also full of stars
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tell the blog I will rejoin them when they have a way for me to do it, but I can only see the truncated versions and it gets stuck when I hit expand, reply gets me to the last comment, but not to the comment box, so I sort of can keep up, but I have planting to do so will probably just take a break for a few weeks and hope it is fixed by the time I am done in the fields
Phil
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