
Quiet reflection
Hope seen in a single bloom
Rising from the snow
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https://lindaghill.com/2021/04/07/one-liner-wednesday-spring-is-sprung-2/

Quiet reflection
Hope seen in a single bloom
Rising from the snow
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https://lindaghill.com/2021/04/07/one-liner-wednesday-spring-is-sprung-2/

I packed light, maybe too light. But I have the essentials–thick socks! After a day of hiking I thank god for these socks but the photos were worth it. I’m now going to soak in the tub and listen to jazz. Tomorrow we’re taking the bus.
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https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2021/04/06/photo-challenge-361/#like-21545

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Clouds move through the stars
A bright moon doesn’t object
Sharing sky’s vision
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https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2021/04/06/tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-220-poetschoice/

E for electronic mail shortened to e-mail which has been shortened just like everything else to email. Why? I don’t know or care really except it prevents an extra step on my keyboard. It’s faster–everything seems to be faster these days and I’m guilty of using these shortcuts myself. Text speak is the norm, definitely quicker if you understand it. Don’t get me started on emojis which I often use and the risqué interpretations of such. I have teenage grandkids and I certainly can’t keep up with the latest such as brother used in my day, to bro, then bruh? I just try to keep a straight face when they’re used. Email is great for me since I have to scooter up to the end of the complex in order to mail a letter and sometimes it’s inconvenient. I have one sister who won’t use email, two that do, and snapchat with one. Whatever, bruh😃
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Love of Wine

The colors of sweet wine grapes
Providing succor to the soul
In varying shades and textures
Offering up a vision whole
With a tasteful narration
For every tart or mulled variation
Whether dark or light, strong or mild
Wine will soothe the mind beguiled.
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https://dversepoets.com/2021/04/05/quadrille-125-in-praise-of-the-grape/

My 21 year old grandson in the bath🥰

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As I wait at my table, a sigh passes my lips, contemplating whether to defy my usual generous figure of a tip which is above the norm, giving a lift to my server, or give well below the required twenty percent, to teach him to sow better food delivery functions in the future; although it would probably fly right by his intellect and blow any lesson learned.
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https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2021/04/04/wordle-497/#like-2444

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Sensual opium trespassed my palate as she reached out for me–her touch made me heady, a gorgeous gesture imparted after many months of separation. There was no caprice in her manner, no hesitation, only a warm cascade of sensation as her lips met mine. I thought it impossible to further magnify my feelings of love for her, but when we finally met again after this long absence, it seemed as if my elastic heart swelled anew.
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https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2021/04/05/wordle-235/#like-21539

Oak tree swinging dreams
Imagination transport
Feeling openness
Fingers tightly grasp the ropes
Youthful thoughts start flying free
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https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2021/04/04/mlmm-sunday-writing-prompt-three-senses/

D is for devil. Whatever or even if there is a devil, “it” takes the blame whenever we humans decide to stretch the limits of so-called propriety. Everyone’s idea of the proper thing to say or do is different, so who is right or wrong and knows best? Your guess is as good as mine. The devil is in the details I expect.
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