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Category Archives: Gratitude
Carol A. Hand The waxing crescent at sunset signals upcoming changes in seasons alerting me about the need to refocus for so many important reasons – *** *** Thank you all for sharing your visionary art, for enriching my life, … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand Gratitude at the close of May My spirit will breathe easier because you decided to bloom today despite the gray skies that came our way *** ***
Carol A. Hand Gazing out the kitchen window Washing dishes one by one cloaked in golden light a glorious gift from the morning sun Thinking of my lovely daughter Grateful *** ***
Carol A. Hand Do you ever experience times when all of the signs seem to converge? I’m recovering from being quite ill. Tomorrow, my blog will officially be three years old, and in nine days, I will officially turn seventy. … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand When my beloved dog Cookie died, my heart was broken. We had weathered many challenges during our eleven years together. She survived many moves from her prairie home – to the northwoods, Rocky Mountains, and different Great … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand *** The magic of morning dawning cold and clear peaceful reflections and deep gratitude for life’s priceless blessings here Sending a silent prayer for peaceful mornings everywhere ***