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| I had let the Old Fountain.....in the Green House...go Dry... This is the first Winter I have done this... It...was almost...like my Spirit...it...had also...sadly...run dry... over the last several months... Today... I cleaned it out... and got the Water Flowing... It was almost...Spiritual... hearing the water...flow through...the Old Fountain... By the time, I quit, for the day...The Moss...had come Alive...Once again...it had all turned...a Beautiful...Emerald Green... It was Singing...a Sweet Song...that went straight to my Soul.... There is...Life... Love...to ya... |
And there it is...
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Kari
Yes....Kari...
ReplyDeleteThere it is.....
After I got the Old Girl...goin'...I just sat there...and watched it....listened to it...softly...so softly...Soothe...my Soul...
{ I tear up...this morning...just thinking about it...}
There is something...about this Old Friend...that touches me, so...
Sometimes...you never know...what is missing...until...it comes back...
and...There...it is...
Love, to you...