
The Weather Watcher is still on to brew and I'm excited to see how her tale takes shape, I'm as busy as a bee and twice as happy... I hope to continue much more regularly to share my blessings, magics and work here now...
Today was as grey as a hound with an icy bite, and the sky was falling down. Today I love white sheets and fresh white pages, an inspiration of their own. I love laughter and love and flowers, all kind and bright and full of life, I love jazz, smooth across my hips and the razzy sway of that dress, I love dry dirt beneath my bare feet and the moon on my lips and as always I hate cowardice and words that should have been said... Today the woman I am has long dark hair, she sleeps sound and deep, she can tell those tales, and she has a magic that's all of her own...
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welcome back, ali
Thank you Ali, so lovely to know someone is reading after all this time...
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