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Despite the storms, beauty arrives like It was always going to. Despite the darkness. - S.C. Lourie (Finding Joy Once More)

The fog comes on little cat fee. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on. - Carl Sandberg

Beautiful week at the beach while camping. Perfect weather, warm temps, and great food.

The dear only knows What will next prove a rose. You, of course, are rose - But we’re always a rose.

The rose is a rose, And was always a rose. But the theory now goes, That the apple’s a rose, And the pear is, and so’s The plum I suppose.

And then the day came, when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. - Anais Nin

You fit into me like a hook into an eye a fish hook an open eye. - Margaret Atwood

I’ll fetch the brooks From spotted nooks,— Say, sea, Take me! - Emily Dickinson “My river runs to thee”

My river runs to thee: Blue sea wilt welcome me? My river waits reply. Oh sea, look graciously.

If what we could—were what we would—. Criterion—be— small. It is the Ultimate of Talk— The Impotence to Tell— (Emily Dickinson)

Or cool one pain. Or help one fainting robin. Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain. - Emily Dickinson

If I can stop one heart from breaking. I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching,

Happy November, yes I’m married, but enjoy chat and yes, she knows I chat.