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a cooking pot and twisted tales 
Exactly right, my friend!
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Thank you Diane 🙂
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Simply beautiful! 🙂
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Thank you
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I’m sitting here at my laptop watching the rain fall and listening to the thunder. Gorgeous ! Outside is a humid 39, but on the inside looking out, so all’s good. The garden needs the shower, as do the wild things out there in the heat 🙂
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A good sprinkle does the Earth some good 🙂
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Simply authentic, surrounded by those I love 🙂
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That’s good 🙂
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Very true Jacqueline.
xxx Gigantic Hugs xxx
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Thank you Sir David ((hugs))
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Very agree, Jacq!
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Thanks dear.
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My pleasure. ❤❤❤
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Absolutely. Sending hugs your way. 💌
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((hugs))
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Well said. Easy to miss if you don’t search it out sometimes;)
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We have to 🙂
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for me: the first struggle is not carry the baggage of the previous day into the new day, to view what is before the eyes (and the mind’s eye) as some negation or affirmation of what had passed
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I like that perspective a whole lot.
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