Give Sorrow Words, the Grief that Does Not Speak,
Whispers to the Or’ Fraught Heart and Bids it Break.
My mind churned most of the night as I thought back to where I could have lost it. Churning is a kind word for what my mind was doing. I was miserable! Self recrimination, regret, grief, and anger are only a few of the emotions storming around inside me.
While visiting our daughter Sandy in Arizona, I was captivated by her cherry tomato plants — growing in pots!
chatting and sometimes, listening
chatting and sometimes, listening
chatting and sometimes, listening
Since 1958 articles by members & guests offer news about activities, history, Sacred Dance practices, profiles of Sacred Dancers, choreography, images & illustrations.
How to Step In -- Substitute Teaching
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chatting and sometimes, listening
chatting and sometimes, listening
chatting and sometimes, listening
Since 1958 articles by members & guests offer news about activities, history, Sacred Dance practices, profiles of Sacred Dancers, choreography, images & illustrations.
How to Step In -- Substitute Teaching
world wide fun