An ongoing quest for the meaning of life. Does true happiness exist in a Tory Burch turquoise-trimmed sheath, a MarieBelle Dark Chocolate Croquette bar, a rose garden, a rocky Maine beach, a daughter's eyes, an inky star-sprinkled sky, hours of computer keystrokes that tell a story--or all of the above?
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Sunday, July 24, 2016
Not Really a Day of Rest
Mass--and I tried to really listen, caught some good phrases--plus work. But made blueberry pancakes and, as always, watered the sunflowers and dahlias to keep them from drooping and giving up their glory in this scorching summer heat.
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