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- Do not be fearful of prayer; it is Sunday; it's ok...
- ...with her back to the hearth.....beach.
- The graphic exuberance overwhelmed her.
- The calm of sitting with type.
- Meditation with falling leaves.
- She met Beckmann with a certain diffidence.
- A certain sunset, Kauai.
- You get to choose.
- Some people meditate in a big, soft chair, others ...
- She couldn't help herself; she loved the matchy-ma...
- The stage is set.
- Meditation with the leaf.
- She looked around the corner and tried looking ove...
- ...if a sheet lightening storm had not kept you aw...
- The clip boards confined her.
- It is often a mysterious surprise.
- Do you wish you were just married?
- Everything about the room was wrong, wrong, wrong,...
- The hooves haunted her.
- What was she to do with the seed pod from the Plum...
- She spent hours with the banana palms.
- The materials of this Earth continue to astound me...
- Barb T looking in....
- She looked out to sea with faint dismay.
- We watched over her as best we could.
- Living this life fully....even with a cracked seat...
- For the love of yellow and green...
- Sometimes the notion needed sitting on.
- She loved the "notions" section.
- The yellow clip-board controlled her.
- The Plumeria pod protected her at night.
- She carried a Plumeria blossom everywhere.
- The fuscia color confounded her.
- Sometimes she put her bed right in the Plumeria tr...
- Though both were left-footed hooves, she kept them...
- Red Meditation
- Yes, it was odd...sitting with the hooves at dusk....
- A fifty-six year old mystery feels solved....
- She slept on the grass to catch to first rays of s...
- She slept by the window to catch the dawn.
- Where am I?
- An easy-chair for Jer on Kauai
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