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NO MUD, NO LOTUS4 weeks ago
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Hello darkness my old friend,2 months ago
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Final3 months ago
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Passion/Dispassion5 months ago
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Cooking Back8 months ago
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Spinoff the book of the year10 months ago
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Reflections10 months ago
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rescued from the middenheap11 months ago
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An Important Anthology1 year ago
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Tear of Hope1 year ago
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Just a week3 years ago
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Tuesday, September 115 years ago
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Later Gator5 years ago
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New Births on the Edge of Winter5 years ago
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Quietly Tending7 years ago
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No Turning Back7 years ago
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I beg to differ7 years ago
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While you fly.8 years ago
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Mag 3128 years ago
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repressed action8 years ago
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Coastal Cleanup9 years ago
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I've moved blog houses9 years ago
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New Blog9 years ago
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A Fond Farewell10 years ago
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Ultimate Dumfries and Galloway10 years ago
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potato time11 years ago
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Raincheck in a drought12 years ago
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washed stones: a new space to write12 years ago
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To deliver oneself up to silence12 years ago
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Book Ten, Page Twelve12 years ago
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A bit of earth12 years ago
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With our thanks12 years ago
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Deeds not Words12 years ago
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Moon in Telescope12 years ago
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Time to Play!13 years ago
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Melody Gardot - I love this voice....13 years ago
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A Full Year of Rumi Readings13 years ago
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- riding to lakefield
- early winter - southern ontario
- monk's cove (ii)
- in my mother's garden . . .
- monk's cove (i)
- very tiny wintry spaces
- happy christmas!
- at the foot of the bridge
- still running
- overcast
- towards the end of a late december day . . .
- silver and gold . . .
- along a creek bed in december
- late autumn colour . . .
- lock nineteen wall
- drop
- a new perch . . .
- views along the shore . . .
- holding the moment
- fresh snow
- dancing ice people . . .
- kneeling on the sleepers . . .
- very close to shore . . .
- the far shore ...
- evensong
- assemblage
- transition . . .
- stone, twigs, and berries
- the silvered air . . .
- sunset
- the ice arrives slowly . . . but surely . . .
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