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That moment… when you think you’re on the wrong train…
These past months, I have been concentrating really hard on what I thought was the job in hand—getting stronger and finding myself again. Just lately, though, less positive thoughts have been creeping into my head. I do my level best to dismiss these thoughts, considering them detrimental to my recovery. All things considered, I am…
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My Magic Moment remembered…
I was looking for something to trigger an interesting post today, when the image at the top of this post caught my eye. As I stared at it, I lost myself in old memories. I remembered the first time I went to our local beach. This is the post I wrote at the time… After…
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River Walking…
Thoughts of my new book woke me up this morning, which is a great way to start the day. Those thoughts must have been triggered by memories of the rivers I have ever walked along, or maybe I dreamed of one? As I lay there, cocooned in my duvet (it was a bit chilly last…
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Bubbles…
I’m forever ….. …..
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Thoughts on Sunday…
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In Your Hands… #Acrostic Poem
Anita’s poetry magic is back!
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Fire in the Night
Nothing much happens in our town. Quite a busy town, but reasonably quiet and civilised. Everyone is polite, friendly and cheerful. No heated argumaents in the supermarkets or post office queues. What we do seem to have a lot of, is road works. Hardly a week goes by without the arrival of the dreaded traffic…
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That moment… when you think you’re on the wrong train…
These past months, I have been concentrating really hard on what I thought was the job in hand—getting stronger and finding myself again. Just lately, though, less positive thoughts have been creeping into my head. I do my level best to dismiss these thoughts, considering them detrimental to my recovery. All things considered, I am…
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My Magic Moment remembered…
I was looking for something to trigger an interesting post today, when the image at the top of this post caught my eye. As I stared at it, I lost myself in old memories. I remembered the first time I went to our local beach. This is the post I wrote at the time… After…
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River Walking…
Thoughts of my new book woke me up this morning, which is a great way to start the day. Those thoughts must have been triggered by memories of the rivers I have ever walked along, or maybe I dreamed of one? As I lay there, cocooned in my duvet (it was a bit chilly last…
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Bubbles…
I’m forever ….. …..
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Thoughts on Sunday…
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In Your Hands… #Acrostic Poem
Anita’s poetry magic is back!
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Fire in the Night
Nothing much happens in our town. Quite a busy town, but reasonably quiet and civilised. Everyone is polite, friendly and cheerful. No heated argumaents in the supermarkets or post office queues. What we do seem to have a lot of, is road works. Hardly a week goes by without the arrival of the dreaded traffic…
Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes 