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Poem: Grip


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Crisp is in the air
Ripe apples fall from the limbs
I dread winter’s grip

Photos : Getting Ready


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Photos : Experiment


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Photos : Burned


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Photos : Ta Ta


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Going away on a trip gives us perspective. It can be a few days or a long vacation. Either way breaking our routine can be very cleansing to the soul.

I just returned from a short journey to visit old and dear friends. It was in a part of the US I really enjoyed living and was during a very happy time in my life. At that point I was raising my babies with a man I figured I would be with forever.

Instead I ended up with memories and incredible friends. The women friends from that era of my life played vital roles in my development as an female person. We have watched each other divorce, change jobs, marry, move, have children and now get ill.

One main reason for going was to see a friend with cancer. She’s a very private person so it was hard to know details. It was just time to visit. I needed to see her, touch her, hug her, laugh with her and cry with her! See with my own eyes what the truth was about the damn disease. And joyfully she was well, as well as could be under the circumstances! And she was positive and happy and looked radiant!

It was not only the warmth of my friends that struck me, but the genuine warmth of strangers. This is something I recalled about that area and find so different from where I currently live. On my morning walk, most everyone would say hi, even if they had a headset on. Or in the store folks would comment on random things, so unlike my New England town. I walk by neighbors twice a day and they never say hello!

I mentioned this to my friend and said that it may not be about moving somewhere where the weather is warm, it’s about the people. She called it “social temperature”. Very true. I miss it– that sense of community and feeling like I fit in. I’ve never felt that way here.

I’m hoping someday to feel that way again. To find or go back to a place where there is warmth and acceptance. Where the warmth is so common place that it’s every where you go: in a store, on a walk, in the bank or across the street from where you live. Because goodness knows as this world becomes a colder, harsher place–we will all need as much warmth as we can get!

Photos : Relief


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Photos : The Zoo


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Photos : Travelers


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Today started a trip to upstate New York!  I’m visiting wonderful old friends and traveling with my best friend and her daughter. Keep you all posted!

Photos: Unknown


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