The Feather 🪶

This morning, when I opened the door to my car, a single feather was resting on the floor mat. Perfectly placed for me to notice. I paused for a moment, carefully picked it up and held it in my hand, curious where it had come from. 🪶 Feathers show up for me at unexpected times, […]

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After The Rain

This morning, after what seemed like a long night of rain, I bundled up and took my puppy out for her morning walk.Raindrops still clung to the tips of spruce needles and grasses, bare tree branches, mosses and lichen, and formed tiny puddles on fallen leaves. There was no wind, just stillness — birdsong and

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