New Moon-- September 18 -- 2:44 p.m. EDT
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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So, where is our dear puddle??
I was getting ready to call Sheriff Chuck because you haven't posted at HEP since Firsties on the 13th!
But having posted here on the 18th, I surmise you are probably okay.
Miss you, though!
Did you get the latest Ally update?
Her scans brought excellent news! ♡
puddle I left a poem on the blog a few days back, hope you are enjoying your hiatus
Phil
By Phil Specht on Sep 21, 2009 8:46 PM CDT in the blog archive knowing you have an image to go with that poem I left just depending on you to pick it up and thinking back now must thank you for the encouragement of cross posting here with your great additions, that thought pulls some of these out
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