Wednesday, 29 June 2016

westward peace.

a first view of this particular sort of majesty as I turned a corner in may on my most recent cross country drive.  

a spring greeting to me upon moving into my new colorado home.  poppies are a forever favourite since my definition of home expanded to include london.  their meaning across the pond connotes remembrance and honour.  

words of truth that run on a loop in my head and heart as of late.  
not from people or from any situation or setting I can control.  which makes me think of the 
new avett brothers music out this week which I am listening to on a joyful loop. 
such goodness.

a slower pace.
deep need for patience and breathing.
new connections and old being furthered. 
all good things.



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