It is a beautiful morning in the garden. The flowers and leaves are dressed in dew sparkling in the early light. Who can pass up this moment but to stop and smell the roses?
Thursday, August 4, 2022
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But oh! the blessing it is to have a friend to whom one can speak fearlessly on any subject; with whom one's deepest as well as one's most foolish thoughts come out simply and safely. Oh, the comfort — the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person — having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together; certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then with the breath of kindness blow the rest away. ~Dinah Maria Craik, A Life for a Life, "Chapter XVI: Her Story," 1859
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Your little puppy sure is sweet! It's nice to see your beautiful blog here in blogland again! Sweet hugs, Diane
ReplyDeleteThank you, Diane! It is good to be home!
DeleteBeautiful picture and an important reminder to be present in the moment 🐕🥰 Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Kjersti! Stop and smell the roses!
DeleteHoney Bea looks so tiny in Billy Bob's hands 🤗!! I'm so happy you have a channel again!! Love ya 💖
ReplyDeleteShe does look tiny! But she is growing so quickly! xo
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