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This May Be Where We Leave It

The redbuds are in full bloom and the iris and peonies are coming soon. The backyard frogs are warming up for a long night of love songs. After a day of bike rides and running and playgrounds the children are having a frankly ridiculous dance party in the back yard accompanied by the music blasting from our living room. The calendar is obscene and I am thrilled to be going to work tomorrow. There are troubles too, of course, and hardship and woe, and I am luckier than I could ever have imagined.

Miss you, love you, thank you.

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One of these days, when there is time, (is there ever time?) I would love to catch up.

I can't wait to hear all about this new adventure. Happy thoughts and well wishes for a marvelous Monday!

So good to hear you're still out there! Enjoy!

So long, and thanks for all the fish.

We'll miss you even tho we understand. I'm sad that blogs may be ending. It's a great long-form story.

You were one of the first blogs I found and absolutely one of my favorites. Your family is B-E-A-UTIFUL. Be well, and thank you for all that you have shared.

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So the Fish Said...

Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you, that you be my poem, I whisper with my lips close to your ear.

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