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i moved where my heart had drifted off to long before. i live on a hill of hundred acres, where my dreams have merged with the view. it is quiet from machine noises yet loud with sounds of horses, dogs, cats chickens and ducks. nature is the true artist in resident and i am just her apprentice who often gets lost in her gaze. once and a while i travel back to cities and foreign places to put into photographs what i have learned, yet always, part of my heart is left on the hill..

Sunday, December 9, 2007


The things that brake us

okay enough, enough of that

now a big breath- a very big breath

and I begin......

Today the the eggs went into one basket
just one- my career- It is what I do good
it is what I worked hard for, it's what took
second place to a basket full of holes

The shop re-opened today and it was good for me
and good to me

I booked a flight- on what I now will call the darkest
day- if I was writing a Russian novel that chapter would have
be called blood pudding and it would only have one line.

life begins..it has too...........but just for a little longer my hands
will be on my ears and I will be saying lalalalalalallallal till every
ugly thing said is erased or better yet forgotten.....

I would like to say so many things- how you and what
and why and who where you talking to? but that is forgiveness
or forgetfulness and something I was told I do not posses....

thank goodness then, right?

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