Just searching for the good stuff .
Posted on February 26, 2020
by Bonnie Rae
If the end is the December of our lives, then these were the last days of that cold winter month. Frost still collects on the leaves and the squirrels are still burrowed underground, or in their dreys, until a warm sun can coax…
Category: Acceptance, Echoes, Letting GoTags: Changes, December, Dreams, Family, Friends, Friendship, Hangars, Life, Love, Memory, Peace, Randomness, Truth
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