Today I’m heading out to face one of my fears. It is just something I have to do. Sometimes I get scared.
Today I’m heading out to face one of my fears. It is just something I have to do. Sometimes I get scared.
As I walk around my property, every tree stump, dark shadow on the edge of the woods, is a disguised bear waiting to jump out and grab me and drag me away to their hidden den. I’ll never be seen again.
These days of spring bring about the season of renewal and growth. Front porch sitting again.
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