...mist above the creek that runs in front of the house...soon the sun will burn off the mystery...but for now there is just the singing of the birds...and coffee on the porch. The Red-Tailed Hawk that screams from atop the Hickory tree behind the house will take off soon on her morning hunt...life will continue in its timeless rhythm. I am glad to be alive...to be a part of it. Al hamdullilah. I miss my dogs. I miss Firdausi. Mash'Allah.
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David. I love the photo. I love you love to be alive. Where you are, sometimes it can be hard as I know. But to accept where we are is a gift. Life is all around us giving us clues, telling us of great mother earths secrets. I know all will work out to your liking in time.. big hug. DHANDI
Daoud, it's been forever! I just looked and saw you were in the Southwest, and now going back to GA. I've missed you! Hope you are well and will be reunited with your dogs and horse soon. HUGS, Nancy Stockdale (I was just in the Chihuahuan desert a few days ago; my husband is from El Paso!)
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