And then there was the language of the wind..

Somewhere John Moriarty mentions the twelve languages of the wind and the eighteen languages of the rain. Yesterday evening, in downtown Asdee, the winds blew up, in loud conversation with everything in full bloom. Mary White reminded us all that the pigs can see the wind which of course is a great advantage when they are flying! Everything got tossed about and now it is settling.


“All the bloomy flush of life,” is in an abundance of colour.

Stepping into another week, I’m again empowered  by the wisdom shared by Caroline Myss.

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