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They say there’s weathers coming. I stand at my kitchen window swirling a sponge across a white plate .. The soapy water graying like the sky in the old farm sink. There is comfort in these clouds, as summer has dug in it's claws. And the heat of the day has stopped production .. The air so heavy it lays over the
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Today I received a letter, from a man I once believed to be dead. A man who was surely drifting on a pickled sea. Who I had wrapped in cotton sails and sunk into a black, black bay. Who's face I watched disappear underneath cloudy water and the ripple of wake. A man I never got to tell Good bye. 1
This letter
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It has been one year since buying this century and a half year old home.. This time last August I was standing in the green pasture of my family's farm. How that seems a world away now... Summers dying , its withering and browning .. And I have always found this to be the best time for reflection and planning. 1
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