Monthly Archives: February 2016

The Old Willow Tree

Posted on February 18, 2016 by O

“Am I a butterfly dreaming that I am a man, or am I a man dreaming that I am a butterfly?” As preposterous as it seems many of us know this is true, waking up and looking at our funny … Continue reading →

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Like A Thousand Souls Falling

Posted on February 12, 2016 by O

  I want the spring but can’t help noticing how lovely the snow is coming…like twirling pieces of confetti, a thousand souls gently falling.  Perhaps they will water my spring flowers. If you feel despair as you sometimes do before … Continue reading →

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“Eleanor Rigby”, the Cold, a Red Apple

Posted on February 11, 2016 by O

It was nine degrees this morning, a slight panic again about the long walk I had, the icy air, the sun that everyone pines for, today was an electric blade, my eyes could hardly see through the glare, the atomic … Continue reading →

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